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[title] => The lonely poet
[time] => 2004-02-21 12:55:52
[hometext] => This is about the love which I have always dreamed, but never got...
[bodytext] => It was a beautiful place, where I sat and wrote poems, Nature in it's heights, it is the Valley of sorrow. Abutting was the Happy valley, excels by it's own beauty All smiling faces, lovers go there to see the sunset It's their parting time, they come back with a gloomy face All look dreary even if they meet in the next morning I sit on my favorite rock thinking about my future With my pen and mind running through the grieving past I've never gone to Happy valley untill he came to my life, Together we enjoyed the smell of earth after the first rain. I heard the songs of birds and forgot all other things When we walked through the Happy valley hand in hand. I heard the song of love in his words, which I've not heard before I saw an ocean of love in his eyes, which I've not seen before. And there was the magic of love in his touch, I realized this is the one and only man I was waiting for. It hurt when his cheek rubbed against mine, since he did not shave But the pain was so sweet that I could never forget I thought nothing will separate us and the love never dies A moment I doubted whether it's a dream or not; And when I realized it was not, he was gone forever; Leaving those sweet memories behind him. Then I found me on the way to Sorrow valley Still feeling that sweet pain on my cheek, I took my pen again... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 22 [informant] => twinkle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 17 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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