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Array ( [sid] => 16670 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => In Death [time] => 2003-04-28 21:05:00 [hometext] => This is part of a larger poem that was written for oral presentation. There are two more parts that goes with it, but due to the oddness of putting them together here, I've only posted this one. [bodytext] =>
Woe unto the brethren who now
lie dead and dying
on the shores of distant lands
knowing not the warmth
of home fires burning
like the twinkle of far reaching stars

Care you not that I weep
not for the lost souls
whose blood now feeds
the withered harvest of tomorrows suns
Nah, I cry for thee oh wounded heart
that which holds dear the passing
of to days sons

Oh Mother, dearest Mother
shed not your tears
for the unknown yearnings

Hold fast to your dreams
of homecomings
and the coming to home

Rest now your burdens
upon the rising breast
that heaves with the bidden sorrows
of yet another day

Cast not your hopes on layered lies
of those who know not your dreams
and care not of your hopes

Tend to your matters oh Mother
lend not your worries
to the sleepless nights
that lead to the teary dawn
seek you not answers of why
I stand before the dying sun
bare of song and empty of soul
at this the end of day

And long did I await the filling
of the sky with the darkness
that is night
And know you now that
In death, all are created equal.

wordsy.
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In Death

Contributed by wordsy on Monday, 28th April 2003 @ 09:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops




Woe unto the brethren who now
lie dead and dying
on the shores of distant lands
knowing not the warmth
of home fires burning
like the twinkle of far reaching stars

Care you not that I weep
not for the lost souls
whose blood now feeds
the withered harvest of tomorrows suns
Nah, I cry for thee oh wounded heart
that which holds dear the passing
of to days sons

Oh Mother, dearest Mother
shed not your tears
for the unknown yearnings

Hold fast to your dreams
of homecomings
and the coming to home

Rest now your burdens
upon the rising breast
that heaves with the bidden sorrows
of yet another day

Cast not your hopes on layered lies
of those who know not your dreams
and care not of your hopes

Tend to your matters oh Mother
lend not your worries
to the sleepless nights
that lead to the teary dawn
seek you not answers of why
I stand before the dying sun
bare of song and empty of soul
at this the end of day

And long did I await the filling
of the sky with the darkness
that is night
And know you now that
In death, all are created equal.

wordsy.




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Re: In Death (User Rating: 1 )
by spooky on Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 06:17:20 AM AEST
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beautifully written,,wish all felt that way,,a friend in words,,spooky


Re: In Death (User Rating: 1 )
by razorbladerose on Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 08:17:24 AM AEST
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Brilliantly written! I felt as though i was reading something of old to which it gave such strong character.....wow! Ever so talented you are!


Re: In Death (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 11:20:39 AM AEST
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OMG! Wordsy - you have such a great talent! This is incredible.

sleepless_siren


Re: In Death (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 29th April 2003 @ 02:57:22 PM AEST
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excellent and classy:) hugs n' love nessa




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