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[aid] => mick
[title] => I can't...
[time] => 2006-01-06 09:29:52
[hometext] => A writer struggles to find the strength to let go of someone he loves
[bodytext] => You tell me now, you’re ready,
That you could be done
Your life is filled and everything is complete
You have no regrets, no faults
It’s time, for you, you say
As doves are ready, to take you away
But what about me,
Shall I be ready when the hour strikes?
To let go of you my dear,
At this, the end of all that is great,
Consider what it is you steal,
That maybe there is hope,
For you, and for me,
Where we can share a born life,
A phoenix dream that would surpass,
Our worldly desires
Maybe there’s another way,
Some distant dice that we could play
Connect with me this moment,
Come in touch with my emotion,
You might be done and over,
But perhaps for me it’s not…
Not yet time to separate our ways,
Not yet due to split our paths,
Your choice is poison to my heart,
It weeps and mourns on a valley of tears,
Outpoured for you every moment,
It chokes and suffocates my breath,
Deafening is its ultimatum
Blinded to any veil of optimistic virtue,
This splintered arrow,
Stricken deep into my wound,
Can you not reconsider?
Maybe there’s another way,
Some distant dice that we could play
Perhaps for you it’s simple,
And yet for me it’s so complex,
Can you not comprehend?
That with you gone, I too shall cease,
I cannot sustain such pain,
I would not find a force to console,
For there could be none repose,
Do not leave me now,
For it will surely be the end,
Who could survive such torment?
Please consider another choice,
That sign of hope, from your elegant voice.
Frankey Chung - 06/01/06
[comments] => 6
[counter] => 194
[topic] => 75
[informant] => frankcube
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[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 13
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => anguished
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I can't...
Contributed by
frankcube
on
Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 09:29:52 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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You tell me now, you’re ready,
That you could be done
Your life is filled and everything is complete
You have no regrets, no faults
It’s time, for you, you say
As doves are ready, to take you away
But what about me,
Shall I be ready when the hour strikes?
To let go of you my dear,
At this, the end of all that is great,
Consider what it is you steal,
That maybe there is hope,
For you, and for me,
Where we can share a born life,
A phoenix dream that would surpass,
Our worldly desires
Maybe there’s another way,
Some distant dice that we could play
Connect with me this moment,
Come in touch with my emotion,
You might be done and over,
But perhaps for me it’s not…
Not yet time to separate our ways,
Not yet due to split our paths,
Your choice is poison to my heart,
It weeps and mourns on a valley of tears,
Outpoured for you every moment,
It chokes and suffocates my breath,
Deafening is its ultimatum
Blinded to any veil of optimistic virtue,
This splintered arrow,
Stricken deep into my wound,
Can you not reconsider?
Maybe there’s another way,
Some distant dice that we could play
Perhaps for you it’s simple,
And yet for me it’s so complex,
Can you not comprehend?
That with you gone, I too shall cease,
I cannot sustain such pain,
I would not find a force to console,
For there could be none repose,
Do not leave me now,
For it will surely be the end,
Who could survive such torment?
Please consider another choice,
That sign of hope, from your elegant voice.
Frankey Chung - 06/01/06
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Re: I can't...
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by Kamal on
Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 10:02:15 AM AEST
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I wanna leave the one I'm with but I still fill theres hope in her because how I believe in God....
Everyone can change for the better remember we live under the guidance of the creator... nothing greater....
Hope for change then everything will fall into place.. |
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Re: I can't...
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by NoSaint on
Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 12:18:20 PM AEST
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very moving write
Shari |
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Re: I can't...
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by weepingprophet on
Friday, 6th January 2006 @ 05:25:00 PM AEST
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Do not fear loneliness it is the human condition, inevitably. Master what you can and that is yourself, from this write my opinion would stand that one should take heed of this stunning revelation. This man, this writer, if he is you, is beyond indebted to his reliance on this other being. Where is the strength and faith that true love should hold? Love is not for the weak and the shallow it should not promote reliance and should never leave its victims just HOPING for a change. Love should be an inspiration that causes one to change what they dislike to take hold of oneself and grow outside of anything they have ever experienced before. what kind of shallow "creator" do you believe in Kamal that makes you think that HOPE is an answer? HOPE??? Shall a rape victim lie hoping that someone, some divine intervention will save her or should she defend herself? Hope is weak and this write was a description of love at its worst, the sickening bruatlity of misconception.
~shall there be a silent denial of all that has taken place?~weepingprophet |
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Re: I can't...
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by fielding88 on
Saturday, 7th January 2006 @ 04:18:40 PM AEST
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| I've found myself in the same position, asking, generally, the same questions as you have. You wrote this rather well, as it seems to be a great read into one's thought patterns. No offers of suggestions I could think of, it was pretty good. |
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Re: I can't...
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 15th February 2006 @ 03:53:23 AM AEST
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| Yes, the feeling of being left behind. Wanting more.. you are not ready to give up.. begging the other to stay, until you catch up to where they are.. but they are onto something more... their comprehension is going on to the next realm in life.. never despair... someone else will be feeling the same way with you.. and you too, will have to move on.. it is sad.. heart choking news.. still there you must keep that open channel of hope...say you can.. for yourself... hear your own voiced heart.. what is it saying to you.. probably more than what you could ever hear from anyone else... down to earth write.. it has touched all bases.. who wants to say they have not been in this spot before? raquelLeah |
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Re: I can't...
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by Spazzo on
Wednesday, 15th February 2006 @ 02:36:54 PM AEST
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This is very deep. And a great poem.
Take care.
Scott |
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