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[aid] => mick
[title] => Passion
[time] => 2004-04-15 06:06:25
[hometext] => Repost with a few changes. When I write romantic poems you just know something has to be up *insert cheeky smile here*
[bodytext] => He walks on shadows thorns
Footprints barely visible in night's powdered cradle
He's no picaresque tale, no dying child of monochrome
He breathes in ethos, sleeping for the undead
Always falling for fatalistic foreplay
Somehow always knowing what
goes on behind locked doors
He moves silently; son of a wraith
Seeking love unconciously in all forms of bitter black.
Juxtaposition in me:
Splintered, Pulsing, Worthless, Foolish, Static, Virgin
He laughs, always craving the forbidden
liquor that dwells in my veins
Another alluring hint of mystery's breath
So precious, this dark angel's heart to me
He will never tell anyone where he goes
I will never know, only watching from
beyond locked doors, only desiring a single touch
He walks through the night
Bottomless eyes, hollow drifter
He blends into the mist
Pyrokinetic soul, always alone
Flashes of beauty and meance, then he's gone again
Only his lingering scent as a souvenir
See how my heart loses its wings when he goes
Always waiting, I can never have him
Only Discord's teasing sensation on my lips-
Was that a shadow of him that just speared
my Desire?
[comments] => 17
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[informant] => Avarice_Riot
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 28
[ratings] => 6
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => mystical
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Passion
Contributed by
Avarice_Riot
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Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 06:06:25 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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He walks on shadows thorns
Footprints barely visible in night's powdered cradle
He's no picaresque tale, no dying child of monochrome
He breathes in ethos, sleeping for the undead
Always falling for fatalistic foreplay
Somehow always knowing what
goes on behind locked doors
He moves silently; son of a wraith
Seeking love unconciously in all forms of bitter black.
Juxtaposition in me:
Splintered, Pulsing, Worthless, Foolish, Static, Virgin
He laughs, always craving the forbidden
liquor that dwells in my veins
Another alluring hint of mystery's breath
So precious, this dark angel's heart to me
He will never tell anyone where he goes
I will never know, only watching from
beyond locked doors, only desiring a single touch
He walks through the night
Bottomless eyes, hollow drifter
He blends into the mist
Pyrokinetic soul, always alone
Flashes of beauty and meance, then he's gone again
Only his lingering scent as a souvenir
See how my heart loses its wings when he goes
Always waiting, I can never have him
Only Discord's teasing sensation on my lips-
Was that a shadow of him that just speared
my Desire?
Copyright ©
Avarice_Riot
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2004-04-15 06:06:25]
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Re: Passion
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by amalyna on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 06:41:28 AM AEST
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| i like the use of language |
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Re: Passion
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by blueheart on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 06:57:39 AM AEST
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| You use the words remarkably well. The longing in the poem I totally related to. |
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Re: Passion
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by JennyFruFru on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 07:00:25 AM AEST
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| this is a very mysterious write... you have done very well ... the use of words is remarkable and the descriptions are well put :) you have outdone urself here... :) |
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Re: Passion
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by reilt on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 09:08:36 AM AEST
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| wow this is just a brilliantly written piece. you are so talented. i really loved reading this. thank you...dee* |
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Re: Passion
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by lostinmyself on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 09:30:01 AM AEST
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| i love your language..i dont know why but for some reason your poem reminded me of lestat out of queen of the damned. beautiful words. *hugs* phil xxx |
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Re: Passion
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by arden on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 09:57:39 AM AEST
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so beautifully written, love your use of words. a very lovely write, i enjoyed it.
keep it up.
Arden |
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Re: Passion
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by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 12:40:08 PM AEST
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ooooh this poem is wonderful:) hugs n' love nessa
@->>->- |
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Re: Passion
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 15th April 2004 @ 03:56:42 PM AEST
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you have such a unique way with words that makes you an excellent poet.
wildej. |
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Re: Passion
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by Hurretje on
Friday, 16th April 2004 @ 05:31:11 AM AEST
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Wowee! Sensual and mysterious!
Very interesting...
Hugs,
Hur |
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Re: Passion
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by venkat on
Friday, 16th April 2004 @ 05:48:48 AM AEST
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| wow..the imagery is amazing..beautiful and also brilliant..venkat |
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Re: Passion
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by emystar on
Monday, 19th April 2004 @ 05:09:27 AM AEST
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See how my heart loses its wings when he goes. Thant's my favorite line hear.
It's a bit sad but the beautifull way it's written takes away some of the sadness.
A very fine work of art.
luv, huggs, faith, hope,
emy |
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Re: Passion
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by Kie on
Thursday, 22nd April 2004 @ 09:26:20 AM AEST
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Expertly executed. The imagery breathtaking.
Kie |
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Re: Passion
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by OMEGA_ on
Friday, 23rd April 2004 @ 07:40:57 AM AEST
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| really you have a great talent in using words. |
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Re: Passion
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by Baronhawk on
Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 10:33:43 AM AEST
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| What a mystery to unravel, what an adventure to take love's tumble with a stranger most darkly and hidden deep in the whirls of fantasy pits. It is normal I guess for a girl to take on a love of a mysterious man and for a guy to love the wake of a mysterius dame..for is it not instilled in us each and every one a thirst unquenchable for an adventure unknown and most sublime...a mystery in exercise. Just a caution mind you... know well wnough of this choice you make for just as mysterious as hurtful it can become...ha ha ha....LOL...ohhh... for the love of the lovely mysterious lady ridin gaway in that shuttered coach, how I rode on for miles to wrest from her just a smile.... |
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Re: Passion
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 05:14:51 AM AEST
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| Speechless....... no words can describe the grace within your words. |
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Re: Passion
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by Man_On_High on
Tuesday, 21st June 2005 @ 07:32:43 PM AEST
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Wow..
"Footprints barely visible in night's powdered cradle"
"Splintered, Pulsing, Worthless, Foolish, Static, Virgin"
"Bottomless eyes, hollow drifter
He blends into the mist
Pyrokinetic soul, always alone"
A complete bombardment of imagery- this..
your mystery and bodeful longing are brilliant..
I could speak volumes on this..
B
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Re: Passion
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 12th May 2013 @ 12:58:17 AM AEST
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Simply put, one amazing poem! So magical and mysterious with great (and I mean it) great imagery! The person in this poem wondering, was this a dream. Was it even real. Least that's what I got.
Thank you for a sensational read.
Tim |
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