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Array ( [sid] => 174870 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => See, love flew away with yesterday [time] => 2013-01-21 15:48:57 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Youth flew away with yesterday..

Whatever once quickened my pulse has withered away
See youth has flown away with yesterday
All that remains is the tedious pragmatist you see
I sold my liberty to a insurance company
My souls been conquered and fastened
to a desk chair and a keyboard.

The drunken joy and chaos of those evenings
are gone, but Gallaghers melodies still pulsate in my memory
In the buguiling ecstasy of a moment, how can the future offer any meaning?
Drunk on the ecstasy that shuddered in my chest and set all my blood astir,
swimming in those green eyes, smitten by the perfume that spiced the summer air.
Within the haze and tranquility of senses being revisited
the tragedy of getting is old is knowing, past desires have become prohibited


What is left to still a souls restless turbulence
knowing your sun has risen and your youths been spent
Knowing, like a noose around your nape
the future hangs poised with ominous intent,
and your like a fly floundering in a glass of lemonade. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 21 [informant] => flavellm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
See, love flew away with yesterday

Contributed by flavellm on Monday, 21st January 2013 @ 03:48:57 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Youth flew away with yesterday..

Whatever once quickened my pulse has withered away
See youth has flown away with yesterday
All that remains is the tedious pragmatist you see
I sold my liberty to a insurance company
My souls been conquered and fastened
to a desk chair and a keyboard.

The drunken joy and chaos of those evenings
are gone, but Gallaghers melodies still pulsate in my memory
In the buguiling ecstasy of a moment, how can the future offer any meaning?
Drunk on the ecstasy that shuddered in my chest and set all my blood astir,
swimming in those green eyes, smitten by the perfume that spiced the summer air.
Within the haze and tranquility of senses being revisited
the tragedy of getting is old is knowing, past desires have become prohibited


What is left to still a souls restless turbulence
knowing your sun has risen and your youths been spent
Knowing, like a noose around your nape
the future hangs poised with ominous intent,
and your like a fly floundering in a glass of lemonade.




Copyright © flavellm ... [ 2013-01-21 15:48:57]
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Re: See, love flew away with yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 21st January 2013 @ 11:13:10 PM AEST
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Great writing.
Blessings,
emy


Re: See, love flew away with yesterday (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Thursday, 24th January 2013 @ 01:31:39 PM AEST
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Hi,

Love the line ''I sold my liberty to an insurance company.''

Ah yes - the days of wine and roses, youth,
lost innocence, and the never-ending quest
for experience. And now - rolled away years
and trillions of stories to tell, and I applaud
the nostalgia trip in this fine narrative.

Tommy




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