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[sid] => 50464
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Solitude
[time] => 2004-06-04 21:53:50
[hometext] => Emotionally, this one's neither here nor there. Not sad - I was in a rather whimsical mood when I wrote it a few years back. But don't you feel like this too? No one really understands anyone else. It's a very lonely world.
[bodytext] => No man is an island – the human condition
Surrounds us with people, their hearts open clear,
Yet who of these loved ones could possibly love me
As closely as my secret heart knows me here?
In good times are friendships, in bad times are foes,
In last desperate moments to you I may turn;
But in final moments ’cross dying and life,
To dust are my inner thoughts, like ash, to burn.
Each soul is an island, a beacon alone that draws
Only one person to bask in its light –
In darkness I seek you, my lover, my comfort,
To feel what I feel and to soften this night.
As much as my heart screams to share these emotions
My clumsy words fall on misguided young ears;
So only myself can I trust with my counsels
And only this solitude’s gift I hold dear.
[comments] => 4
[counter] => 172
[topic] => 21
[informant] => wray
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 14
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => Lifepoems
)
Solitude
Contributed by
wray
on
Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 09:53:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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No man is an island – the human condition
Surrounds us with people, their hearts open clear,
Yet who of these loved ones could possibly love me
As closely as my secret heart knows me here?
In good times are friendships, in bad times are foes,
In last desperate moments to you I may turn;
But in final moments ’cross dying and life,
To dust are my inner thoughts, like ash, to burn.
Each soul is an island, a beacon alone that draws
Only one person to bask in its light –
In darkness I seek you, my lover, my comfort,
To feel what I feel and to soften this night.
As much as my heart screams to share these emotions
My clumsy words fall on misguided young ears;
So only myself can I trust with my counsels
And only this solitude’s gift I hold dear.
Copyright ©
wray
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2004-06-04 21:53:50]
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Re: Solitude
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by blueheart on
Friday, 4th June 2004 @ 09:57:58 PM AEST
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Wow...I simply thought this was amazing.
Beautiful words placed together so well. |
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Re: Solitude
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by holderofthestone on
Saturday, 5th June 2004 @ 03:31:17 PM AEST
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| And only this solitude’s gift I hold dear.- deep... I really enjoy your writings, I can connect with the wy you spill out your emotions. A++++ |
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Re: Solitude
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by Archie on
Saturday, 12th June 2004 @ 07:52:58 AM AEST
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| At first it always seems best to pull away from others; it is in my charecter to want no help even when I need it. A person shows himself mature when he can be vulnerable even when life is not that great for him. This poem is awesome for tapping into these kinds of thoughts |
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Re: Solitude
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by Vitreous_Soul on
Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 03:59:47 PM AEST
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Very touching, I can completely relate to where you're coming from. Not quite as polished as your more recent works, but excellent in it's own right.
"My clumsy words fall on misguided young ears"
That one line says it all, don't you think?
Chastised with a soldering iron,
-V.S. |
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