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The Craving In Her Heart


Author: Crestfallenman
ASL Info:    24/M/CA
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Words: 326
Class/Type: Poetry /Passion
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For a person on this sight. Her poetry is so beautiful and well written, and I could not find a way to pass up the sympathy that I have for her. I know she'se longed love for awhile, I can read it always inside of her poetry, and I just wanted to dedicate this to her


The Craving In Her Heart



Darkest tides of a forbidden past,
The darkest rupture only here today,
If only laments would vent the chaste,
That imprimitive longing would go away.

If seeds that bore her tears could freeze,
And desires would be torn set free.
Would that new born life of bliss be born at Eve,
But that fire burns her wounds, merciless and painful with all unease.

That fear that would only retreat forever,
Would break that tie upon what was given to her,
That future that would drive her hope further,
Would let loose, and bring her closer to a new lover.

Longing for the prevalance of her pain,
That cruel and witted bleeding in her heart,
That fathoms upon her with deep tormenting reigns.
Shackled, devoured, and forgotten with hope shredded apart.

Only that love that can set her free,
To be of the one she could rest at last.
And wake up in the morning with the misery,
Of the nightmares from her past.

Her elegant words of love, proove that want inside,
And if that promise can be given,
Words would drift with a epiphany of love that isn't deprived,
To relax her under the willows that are never forgotten.

The rose that wilts, shadows her soul,
And it dies with tortured lace.
Her hurt burns like a sunsetting glow,
Falling, darkening, and leaving without trace.

Lonliness,
That falicous human nature,
Of desires that imprisons with our lowliness,
Would set boundries that would nurture.

And a tear sheds, as my heart sinks,
To watch her in the pain she writes.
Her poetry laments words that no one thinks,
Alone, love has wounded her and left her out of her sights.

But for dark will turn to light,
That grievance in her poetry, would be of delight,
To see her re-enter with hearts and flowers flight,
To become one, and sleep comforting with her lover in her sight.




Submitted on 2007-05-13 19:47:14     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  You have such a talent and the truth that only experience can bring...my friend Dave used to tell me that I was always too happy dappy and put my faith in something that only <@> could see...I have felt, like many, so much pain and I can relate to this piece -

Quiet observations of truth - quiet moments of longing and quiet moments of tested faith - your epics are so because they shine light upon the darkest places and bring them to light.

love,peace,joy&smiles to share

tif
| Posted on 2007-05-30 00:00:00 | by Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
  *grabs tissues and sobs on your shoulder* It's so beautiful! *prints it out and puts it under her pillow* I'm speechless! This is an amazing write and full of such insight into the life of a person you only know through poetry... and yet you know and understand so well. I'm really touched by this poem, and moved by the words and feelings behind it.

The care behind every word and the careful craft of it is breathtaking, and I'm just all out of sorts after reading it. I can't really pick out any certain favourite parts, for they're all my favourite! *sniffles* it's pure perfection! *kisses you on the cheek* You're a wonderful writer and and even more wonderful friend.

God bless you and love keep you,

~Mandi~
| Posted on 2007-05-13 00:00:00 | by Mandi Gayle | [ Reply to This ]


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