FADED LOVE and LOVE LOST

Since: Dec 12

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#368 Dec 22, 2012
Partial Quote, Devine Knight

I'm sorry that
the world turns round
turns its back on your back
while the heavens frown

rain washes
while your sorrows drown
in the mire like desire
baited breath broken down

I'm knocking
and there's no one home
save the mice and the spiders
and your old lonesome gloam

I'm sorry that
the world turns round
turns its back on your back
while the heavens frown

rain washes
while your sorrows drown
in the mire like desire
baited breath broken down

I'm knocking
and there's no one home
save the mice and the spiders
and your old lonesome gloam

Walk Among The Tulips

Tulips
Original
CYP

Alas, there should be no sorrow for me my friend
For as the world was turning round
My brisk walk became a run
My long legs blazing across the land

For when the earth stop itself from spinning wildly about
I was already gone
Returning to the quiet simplicity of myself
Wear I can walk among the Tulips

Having climbed the Mountain
My hurried breath did not go unnoticed by the stars
They sent the wind to restore me and provide comfort
Just so I could walk among the Tulips

Warmly and with gentleness
The wind swept through the tendrils of my hair
Reminding me of my girlish youth
Dreams of the heart
A path not taken

I

Yes

I

Danced with pure abandonment;
Understanding that the day was new
Knowing that my place
Was there among the Tulips

The self
Listening to that which was me
Spoke to my spirit all the while
Leaving the incessant chatter of the world behind

Life purpose becomes evident
Silence and reflection
My place in the universe charted
The soul burning for my return
Among the Tulips

It is there where I fond myself;
Deep depths the mind did take
Upside down
Inside out

Feel sorry not for me for I walk among the Tulips.
On a most perfect day I will lye there among them
Journal in hand a pencil behind thy ear
Soaking in the warmth of the sun
Where the dreams of yesterday are today

There is no sorrow

No, not for me

Contentment envelope me
Peace kissed me gently upon my forehead
The wind took my fears with it
Rain cleansing my being
As I dance among the Tulips

Since: Dec 12

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#369 Dec 22, 2012
*Stopped

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Just Collecting Points..

#370 Dec 22, 2012
Live every day happy and may all your dreams come true!!!!Leaving tonight..see you next sunday..:O)
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#371 Dec 22, 2012
Edge of driveway, edge of road, edge of words and love letters and possible outcomes.

Edge of wine, edge of chocolate, edge of spoon balancing on coffee cup.

Edge of a dollar bill, of pennies in a pocket.

Edge of napkin on edge of mouth.

Edge of sweet and bitter.

Edge of a keystroke.

Edge of a kiss.

Edge of evening and candle wax and pen against paper.

Edge of hope.

Edge of reason.

Edge of mystery and secret.

Edge of childhood and old age.

Edge of time and not enough time.

Edge of patience.

Edge of sex.

Edge of silence and truth and what next.

Edge edge edge.

The line between here and there, always.

Turning one corner and another and another.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#372 Dec 25, 2012
Sapphire is my spirit,
Scarlet are my eyes,
Desolate is my essence,
Since, you say you know me
from beginning to end.

They say, love is a journey,
Whereas, truthfulness is a phantom
to be brought into being,
But, give and take is the utterance.
Malice is in atmosphere,
but not contained by me.

Inspite of, you saying you know me
from beginning to end.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#373 Dec 25, 2012
How do I become familiar with who I am?
How do I discover myself all over again?
I misplaced myself in you.

I mislaid who I sought after to be.

Now I sense reminiscent of I’ll by no means believe or care for again.

Presently since you stole that from me.

Is it likely?
I’m worn-out of hiding at the back of nameless poetry.

I’m drained of weeping in the light rainfall to coat my sobs
I’m exhausted of being in good spirits and trying to sway the world in the region of me
That I’m all right, that I’m satisfactory.

Possibly this entire time I’ve been trying to persuade myself?
Perhaps my mind is playing tricks on me.

Because it knew I couldn’t deal with
And the only approach to continue to exist was to swathe it.....

Swathe it with a world full of pointless sex, spur-of-the-moment acts, and letting go of who I used to be?
I don’t apologize for what I’ve done.

Or else is that me trying to sway myself again?
What if the only one I can be?
Is the person I was when I was with you?
Perhaps existence will not at all be the equivalent?
Possibly that family unit I expected will in no way come to pass
Or perhaps when I was with you
I was living a lie.

Perhaps when I was with you,
I wasn’t as content as I contemplated I was.

Possibly this is who I am inevitable to be.
Lighthearted, untamed, impulsive, exploring, incisive.

I just want to be acquainted with myself.
I wish for to turn out to be my own best friend.
I would like to love myself
I desire to be content with myself.

Or perhaps just maybe I imagine way too much
And this entire endeavor to stumble on myself…

Was not anything more than me thinking too much about something that shouldn’t matter anymore.

Possibly I should just keep approaching it away in anticipation of it in no way coming back.

I wish I knew.

Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#374 Dec 26, 2012
I know what my heart is like

Since your love died:

It is like a hollow ledge

Holding a little pool

Left there by the tide,

A little tepid pool,

Drying inward from the edge.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#375 Dec 26, 2012
My heart has grown cold from a bitter love
that aches even after numbness

I lost the love of my life

When it was over she walked away so effortlessly that I wept twice as hard

My feelings three times as strong

My heart deathly hammered hisses
like the seething sea

Swaying from side to side

I am frayed like the fretted edges of my grandmother’s vintage skirt

I am but one tear and pull away from becoming a spool of unraveled thread by my lover’s feet

But I was willing to be worn over and over for you

Oh how I loved you,

And love you,

And leave you and need you,

See you, and keep you,

And breathe you,

Volatile visions play again and again

Please send somebody my way to stop the ringing

All of this beating,

And banging,

And cracking,

And popping,

And the grinding,

Depletes my soul from the noises of grief

If such a mourning ever had a sound,

It would echo like my tears,

Sound like my hurt, my ache, my pain,

Sound like some agony that beckons my heart form the grave

There is no love to laugh away the hours

My life is only a mirage of flashes,

Remembering the days when my love for you was enough

This love,

This passion,

Your yearning,

My fire,

Has all come undone

I thought that I’d be yours until time grew tired.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#376 Dec 27, 2012
I tried to force an ideal onto you
Shaping a dream around the curve of your silhouette
It was unfair to you and me alike
I wish you knew how sorry I am, I was
I fell in love with a idea, not a person
I wish it had never happened at all
I had epiphany, crashing down on me
Like a ocean wave crashing hard
Clarity washing over me
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#377 Dec 27, 2012
They were not designed to fit, you know
the scattered, restless pieces
where the fingers stop
and hands begin

Naked is the skin
that begs to be eaten
by the gilded malace
of sharpened instruments

With one glove off
I can feel the sting
as it rithes and festers
before numbess sets in

My panacea will come
and with it time
but I want not time
if time debilitates

I'd prefer the sea
of quiet moans and blue
to the lengthy ghosts
of unanswered calls
where once gave chase
an unrequited love......


Let me feel you
inside the depths of me
Be my warm breath
in damp isolation

Follow me as a shadow
in the setting sun
Play as the melody
in my favorite love song

Gift me the presence
of your company
I need you as my anchor
to keep me still

I require your words
where I have none
Fill the chair
that sits empty without you

I am deprived of the pleasures
life bestows for I am alone
in this box of silent musings
that needs a definitive purpose....

as loneliness makes
for a poor companion
that I long ago
was introduced to
by your leaving

Come back to me
and let me forget
this side of
a heartless world
that cannot be without
your presence


for I miss you.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#378 Dec 27, 2012
Denuded.
I refuse to accept exile.
The subtle colors of the dying night
The vigor that marks the struggle.

Is this phantasmagoria or phantasy?
Illusion or sheer creative thinking.
The ascent burdens the bag,
Carrying the stones of nothingness,
Heavy as vikings,
Crippled from battle.

This is unison,
Where the harpy makes love
To the lucid dreamer.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#379 Dec 28, 2012
Again I tried to break with you and failed,
Again my anger cooled with passing time,
Once more your love has rung the answ'ring chime,
Once more the love between us has prevailed.

But what can this avail us if we find;
That still we fight until we wish to part.

This problem we must solve right from the start,
Or suffer anguish in the heart and mind.

To have this strike again will be our loss,
When happiness is all we wish to see;

You cannot say it's all for lack of car.

The problem is you have to be the boss,
And that you have so little time for me;

If only you could see the way you are.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#380 Dec 30, 2012
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Broken thoughts shattered souls,
in the dark all alone.

In the dark I can not see,
but in the light the wounds run deep.

In the night walks the thief,
deaths' kiss upon my cheek.

In the dark I fill no pain,
in the dark I see not the fingers.

In the dark there is no shame,
in the dark her viod lingers.

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ph

Elk City, OK

#381 Dec 30, 2012
I got married to my soul mate on Halloween this year, and 27 days later he was killed when he fell asleep at the wheel on his way home from work. We had an amazing love that saved me from myself. His family will not even speak to me. My life was full of laughs and tenderness and love. Now thee is nothing but the loudest silence I have ever heard
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#382 Dec 30, 2012
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You do not always know what I am feeling.

Last night in the warm spring air while I was
blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t
interest me, it was love for you that set me
afire,

.....and isn’t it odd?

For in rooms full of
strangers my most tender feelings
writhe and
bear the fruit of….....only you.

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“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Just Collecting Points..

#383 Dec 30, 2012
talk is cheap like a bad bottle of wine..love is worth saving if both want it..but why save something thats not yours or never was..its all gone or is it????
TRISH

Dexter, MO

#387 Jan 1, 2013
ph wrote:
I got married to my soul mate on Halloween this year, and 27 days later he was killed when he fell asleep at the wheel on his way home from work. We had an amazing love that saved me from myself. His family will not even speak to me. My life was full of laughs and tenderness and love. Now thee is nothing but the loudest silence I have ever heard
That is the saddest story. I'm so sorry for your lost. I know there are no words that can express anything worth while to you.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#388 Jan 1, 2013
He clawed his
bleeding thoughts
against words’ bosom,
cyanide essence of
midnight flowing
through his mind’s vaults,
glowing magmatically
with echoes of lucidity.
no way to escape
his inner durance,
just losing his breath to
those endlessly constricting
solitude vines denying
him any hope,
he knew deep down inside him
that the only music
ever allowed to his hearing
would be the
soliloquy of the black rose
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#389 Jan 1, 2013
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your soul slowly slides
inside my tears,
mirroring the perfume of
tired darkness
at the touch of
a wild sunrise

you braid a sigh in my voice
and kiss me,
your salt
burning on my bare shoulders

sweet lover mine,
is this what ‘never’ tastes like?...

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Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#390 Jan 1, 2013
the hyaline splendor of raindrops
crushing on your forehead that night -

steamy aura woven
for the heat exhaled by my thoughts
traveling your body
pinned down on my retina -

almost religiously
I communed on your smile
tasting like nectar,

and in the bosom of that storm
I was your perfect tragedienne,
promising to never disappoint,

you -
altar for my lust,
I -
your absolute burnout

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