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w i l l .. e j e c t..
triumph
over
falling in a smouldering arc
the black dark realm
a glean of warm
stretchs
through
the darkest wretch
to find
the rarest rare
wounded
in stasis
like Love
hated and feared
wanted
in a reviled
fixture
the caress
of it
running
in its mixture
but the darkness
is moving
sweeping
up
like a gulf
a vortex
like lust
and
borne
with a might
truimph
over
love
shall
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Comments
loved
Thu, 2013-10-24 15:27
beautiful expression as always
Beautiful expression as always
it's a delight to read your imagination
through poetic version
one worthy of consumption…
like a pure glass of red wine …
in cut glasses fine
adds, savor to the flavor
like poetry does
yours…..
loved
Esker
Thu, 2013-10-24 21:07
a toast to the comrades gone
then throw the fuel to the fire!!
the glass smash fire flare!
passion action!!
Thank You!
loved
Thu, 2013-10-24 21:12
perhaps didn't understan
shall return tomorrow
loved
Esker
Thu, 2013-10-24 21:41
about passion and obsession Loved..
and the dark heart that rises to triumph over that
loss..a rebirth
like a pheonix
a dragon of intense
cleansing.......
Action!!!
Like Love!! the great beat of a homeland..
eject ...its close to reject..
who hasnt felt that
but we are worthy
we are noble inside
we will pick up the fallen
values the gold
and rebuilt hearts
rebuild Love
from brick and ash
we are ghosts in
the ruins waiting
for the call
loved
Fri, 2013-10-25 13:09
the first one of urs
which has sunk
I have copied it
to post a rejoinder
May not match
but maybe worth an endeavor
you can slash the
passion and obsession
loved
loved
Sun, 2013-10-27 13:37
you have yet to read my
passionate poetry
composed as a sequel to yours
passion and obsession
since posted
loved
lonlyhrtsclub13
Thu, 2013-10-24 20:36
in darkness
We find
An unlikely mate
the last we expect
Becomes the love
Of our life
Even the blackest soul
Knows how to love
Even the coldest heart
Knows how to feel
Keep Writing,
Carrie
"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"
Esker
Thu, 2013-10-24 21:06
poetry Distilled Lonlyhertsclub13!
sometimes the poetic comments indeed here
are the out blast wave of the impact of words
one of the great things about Neopoet!!
and its writers!!
thank you!