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Array ( [sid] => 45423 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ash [time] => 2004-04-29 15:48:14 [hometext] => [bodytext] => With agony in my hands,
I decided to kiss the love.
Ocean touched the sun,
The dying red still fades away.
Nothing remains forever,
The play begins and ends again.
Dusk paints the light,
Yet light never shows the dusk.
A silent mourn,
Solemnly creates the soreness.
The sudden feverish moments
Gave birth only
Some sweet sour sorrows.
I play with my shadow,
And the moon swallows me.

I am the earth,
From my gray bones,
I create the moon,
I light the fire.
A scorching heat kisses the moon,
In a deep love of pain,
My daughter is burnt.
I smell the ash only.
I looked all around me,
And it is an ashy me.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 32 [informant] => shahan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 17 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
Ash

Contributed by shahan on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 03:48:14 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



With agony in my hands,
I decided to kiss the love.
Ocean touched the sun,
The dying red still fades away.
Nothing remains forever,
The play begins and ends again.
Dusk paints the light,
Yet light never shows the dusk.
A silent mourn,
Solemnly creates the soreness.
The sudden feverish moments
Gave birth only
Some sweet sour sorrows.
I play with my shadow,
And the moon swallows me.

I am the earth,
From my gray bones,
I create the moon,
I light the fire.
A scorching heat kisses the moon,
In a deep love of pain,
My daughter is burnt.
I smell the ash only.
I looked all around me,
And it is an ashy me.




Copyright © shahan ... [ 2004-04-29 15:48:14]
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Re: Ash (User Rating: 1 )
by loveisendless on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 04:04:36 PM AEST
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SOUNDS SO SAD! BUT WRITTEN OUT REALL Y WELL!! PRETTY GOOD JOB YOU DID ON THIS ONE I THINK!!!
DAN!!!!


Re: Ash (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 04:56:18 PM AEST
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this is very sad, but i think it is brilliant. good write. phil xxx




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