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    dots Submission Name: Goblet of Broken Dreamsdots
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    Author: Raivn
    ASL Info:    33/f/al
    Elite Ratio:    4.28 - 1222/916/231
    Words: 134
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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       It just made a pretty picture in my head.


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    dotsGoblet of Broken Dreamsdots
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    She was given a cup,
    A substance she drank deeply of
    A chalice carved of hope,
    Filled to the brim with love.
    Thoroughly refreshed,
    She was asked to dance,
    Her partner, ever charming,
    A fellow called Romance.
    She twirled around the room,
    In perfect harmony with the band.
    They made such a shining pair,
    Her heart was in his hands.
    Before their song had ended,
    He left her alone on the floor.
    A beautifully tragic picture she made,
    As she watched him walk out the door.
    A Cinderella without a prince,
    She returned to her place beside the wall.
    Everything had been so perfect
    That she wondered had it happened at all.
    She was given a cup
    Oh, how that liquid gleamed!
    She refused to quench her thirst
    From a goblet of broken dreams.




    Submitted on 2006-01-20 11:42:42     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Its hard to add more to what all everyone esle has already said,this is a wonderfully well writen piece easy to see the picture your drew in our own heads keep tapping those keys
    adnil
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by adnil | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow I love this poem and Am going to put in on my favorites list. The flow is awsome and the picture and emtion this poem conjures are strong. I like that she doen't take a drink again relizing that a perfect fake isn't as good as flawed reality.
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by Alura | [ Reply to This ]
      I really like the imagery behind this, as well as the wording. As you said in your comment/descripton, you "made a pretty picture." Great job. I like the personification of Romance and how he leaves the girl alone on the dance floor, and I especially like that she didn't drink from that final goblet.
    J
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by bentnotbroken | [ Reply to This ]
      I loved it when you read this to me in the car. I think it's very well written and it's depressing in a way. Depressing...but then again...very beautiful. Who knew that the two could walk hand in hand?
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by bleeding-soul | [ Reply to This ]
      Very well written
    I like how you named the gentlemen in picture Romance
    You captured a feeling of a woman who can quickly fall in Love
    True Love can not be found from one dance
    Very Nicely said
    God Bless
    Ron

    Please if you get a chance take a look at some of my writes and let me know what you think
    Thank You
    Ron
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
      Okay so you already know that I love this poem...I told you that, but I thought that I would tell you again because it is just that great and I wish you all the happiness...oh and has b i t c h face shown up yet??
    | Posted on 2006-01-20 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]


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