Sunday, January 23, 2011
Dreamweaver's Memories
Words with no meaning, a voice with no sound
Curling it’s way around my heart and beckoning
Me back from the void
Touching my soul and beseeching-- I open my eyes
No one is there
Moving through the endless tunnels of darkness
Something within cries out in the terror of aloneness
And the voice without sound is there…..
Touching that place of light and hope
Giving promise of forever, and filling my heart
With the need to go on-- I open my eyes
No one is there
I remember the touch, the soundless words
As though spoken clearly near my ear
My mind sees the name and the face
Of the soundless voice in all that I do, but
No one is there
I search still for the dream within a dream-
Hope given and withdrawn, as my heart
Cries out for what never was.
And one small leaf of joy and sorrow
Blows across the face of the moon
Reminding me that somehow
I must let go, for
No one is there
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Hey, I like your poetry BUT the word "it's" means "it is"--the way you want to write it is "its" which is the possessiv form, as in "The dog wagged its tail." Hope this helps.
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wow,, your poetry was so nice.. I love Reading it....
Me too
Wow...I wish my poems were as good as these...along with my pictures...you have an amazing talent.
WOM,I MUST CONFESS I LOVE YOUR POETRY,THE ANATOMY IS WELL SRUCTURE.KEEP IT UP.
This poem is beautiful and clutched at my heart when I read it. Of course, I'm sure it has a far different meaning to me than to you when you wrote it, but isn't that what poetry is all about? Really nice!
Wowww...
Amazing stuff x
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Absolutely beautiful.. do you still feel the same.. Loved your pictures and your words..
take care.
Subha :-)
Woww..all these amazing people said what I wanted to say.You are really talented.Well,literally I am jealous.My poems and artworks are not this appreciated.
Stunning.
I am a poetry lover and I have a compilation of poems in my journal. So I really appreciate your made poem. It shows that it really comes from the heart. There is a passion in your work.
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