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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Timeless Pearl
[time] => 2005-03-24 02:33:54
[hometext] => ....a different type of poetry, with lots of symbolic meaning hidden into it...
[bodytext] => A reflection mirrored in Mother Earth Glittering, shining in the sun A jewel so extraordinary, the one. A hoard of memories it holds, unique to the eye Each one is special, holding reminiscences that travel far beyond the clouds so high. A puddle that holds so many secrets Each drop leaks with a tale, And can you see that solitary tear That sweeps down her cheek, so rare Her hair blowing in the wind, so fair that echoes a thousand fears. Truth caught between so many lies I sit alone, weaving memories in the dark Only the gushing cascade listens to my pain. Oh, lark! Can you see deep inside my heart A thousand wounds that tear me apart. Colours that highlight the ripples below Reflected in the apple of her eye The core burning so bright In the darkness of the night, I see one that is more vivid than the others The one that forever holds the key. Can you hear her weep so softly? Her face unblemished like the moon, Yet even the moon is sometimes scarred A tiny dot, a tiny mark Hiding secretly in the dead of night She sees me through her blurred sight. And silently, I stare back at her Through the barrier that separates us, From the cruel world, she tried to hide Bottled up in the lake, away from the world The flood from all the tears she’s cried I can’t seem to find her, however hard I try. Delicate shadows that caress the light But with one touch, all are gone, And there I see her face again Entwined with passion, yet distraught with pain I see her breath entangling her soul and then I can see her no more. * * * Was that you or a ray of light? Was that really you, or just a wonderful sight? Did I see you, or a rain of dreams? I saw your face, but was it, as it seems? Was that you, or was it a dove’s call? Was that really you, or did I imagine it all? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 39 [informant] => white_tiger [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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