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Array ( [sid] => 121288 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Of Scorn's Welt [time] => 2006-06-04 21:24:13 [hometext] => ~love is a choice it is defined by every action as clear and swift as an artists' paintbrush, love is guided by consciousness~weepingprophet [bodytext] => Affliction drinks down another cup
(of bitter bile)
Resentment sweetens the sting
(of resonating guile)

How can I love
If I know not the cost?
Can I be crucified
If I've been spared the cross?

Fragile meanings whisper, lurid,
in my ears
(for a fight)
Flutterless butterflies, perched,
in my soul
(sit tight)

Through ominous windows
(with no panes)
They resolve to the darkness
(infinite names)

.....of this victim.....

(she sleeps so numinous)

How can I love
If I know not the cost?
Save for being crucified
I've no acquinatnce to the cross

For.....

Bitter bile soaks into my guilty sheets
While self-inflicted wounding keeps to decieve
What resonates in resentment
(under blankets of sweat)
How I want off the cross
(when I've not been crucified yet)

When I awake sedulous and stark
Frail and branded by hatred's mark
Shall I be denied my one request
That life lead me to love
And death lay me to rest?

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Of Scorn's Welt

Contributed by weepingprophet on Sunday, 4th June 2006 @ 09:24:13 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Affliction drinks down another cup
(of bitter bile)
Resentment sweetens the sting
(of resonating guile)

How can I love
If I know not the cost?
Can I be crucified
If I've been spared the cross?

Fragile meanings whisper, lurid,
in my ears
(for a fight)
Flutterless butterflies, perched,
in my soul
(sit tight)

Through ominous windows
(with no panes)
They resolve to the darkness
(infinite names)

.....of this victim.....

(she sleeps so numinous)

How can I love
If I know not the cost?
Save for being crucified
I've no acquinatnce to the cross

For.....

Bitter bile soaks into my guilty sheets
While self-inflicted wounding keeps to decieve
What resonates in resentment
(under blankets of sweat)
How I want off the cross
(when I've not been crucified yet)

When I awake sedulous and stark
Frail and branded by hatred's mark
Shall I be denied my one request
That life lead me to love
And death lay me to rest?

Copyright © weepingprophet ... [ 2006-06-04 21:24:13]
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Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by bronzen on Monday, 5th June 2006 @ 03:42:12 PM AEST
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powerful write and heartfelt

Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by bronzen on Monday, 5th June 2006 @ 03:42:18 PM AEST
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powerful write and heartfelt

Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by candysears on Tuesday, 20th June 2006 @ 10:12:09 AM AEST
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You indeed is a wonderful,powerful poet..
The material I have read from you all is professionally done...
It seems you live into your writes..
Beyond a wonderful write.I will you give you a 10..Certainly deserve it..
God Bless!

Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by DannyGirl on Sunday, 1st October 2006 @ 07:35:52 PM AEST
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Wow, I really loved this one. My favorite verse is-"How can I love
If I know not the cost?
Can I be crucified
If I've been spared the cross?". Can you explain this line further?

Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by weepingprophet on Monday, 2nd October 2006 @ 03:09:20 PM AEST
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It is my belief that true love should rejoice in the measures necessary to purify said true love. Whether the measures necessary are wretched trials or simply tasks, they should be the essence of love. Therefore, have you no trials you have no love. True love comes from selfless labor, a steep cost. The same principal applies to the second line. "How can I be crucified if I've been spared the cross"
That is basically the same meaning, how can you claim something that is bred from cost and sacrafice if you have not endured it. It is simply a line on false love, and confusion.

I hope that explains things! Thanks!

~weepingprophet

Re: Of Scorn's Welt (User Rating: 1 )
by Grace_and_Glory on Saturday, 29th May 2010 @ 01:36:15 PM AEST
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I see I already commented on this from my old account! Ha, I didn't even remember I had read it. I still think its amazing! :)

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