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Submitted by theladyblue on 26 November 2007 - 3:05am.| Updated 8 November 2008 - 2:25pm.
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freeform
Boiling tears and bitter pleasure mix
Becoming one and filling each other wholly
Together they float their dark existence
Alone the tragedy of their dreams play
I ask what sweet songs pulled the life
From this vanishing breath, tortured
What unforgettable devotion poisoned
The man behind the stunning disguise
Who set the clock tower to their time
Appointing the moments of our lives
When did this veracity destroy you
Leaving nil in its wake but heart prints
This heart broke and bled a rainbow
Before anyone noticed it was present
He did ultimately see me here, alone
Although too late I was found.
@>~~~~ ,
Juliet
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
(4 votes)
Wow, this is good work
will try to get back to your other poems later.
cheers,
Jess
thanks
thank you agian!!! this was a fun piece for me because when i read a story or learn a new character i really put myself into them so in a way this piece has been brewing for about 10 years lol. (i played Juliet 10 years ago haha) write in peace poet!!!
<3 Emarie
8) poets are like outlaws,
to misquote Tom Robbins, when freedom is outlawed only outlaws and poets are free. We also re-arrange the dreams and nightmares, no matter how long they have been brewing!
I have an alter ego called Alex Machette who does all the things my bourgeois self would never allow!
cheers,
Jess
8 P
Outlaws indeed
And renegade I be
Taking more than I need
I, the defender of word
Spoken, written, sunken
By the likes of you and me
Bang! Bang!
with a rose in the barrel ===(@
;)
<3 Emarie
My best friend
a poet, musician, outlaw and self-confessed nerd actually put a rose into the barrel of a tank while participating in a political protest in Chile!
He got arrested but not shot or blown up,
he is 30 years younger than me and he is my hero!
cheers,
Jess
“This heart broke and bled
“This heart broke and bled a rainbow
Before anyone noticed it was present”
A piece for me to ponder and to cherish.
Mike
i am so glad to see that my
i am so glad to see that my words linger…many thanks poet!!!
<3 Emarie
today I saw a Double Raindow
and the thought of rain coming warmed me to an autumn we are not having and this poem helped me see that i noticed the gray clouds behind a double rainbow.
In ink,
Dabbler
Juliet Found
ladyblue
your words do linger!
Another true beauty from you~
To write a touching poem,
you must gently stir the soul,
if it brings forth tears or smiles,
then the story was beautifully told.
~~~~~~~~Janice Pearce~~~~~~~~
awww Janice!
thanks so much! you are too sweet!
<3 Emarie
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“Tempted by your Tainted Love I sure do love the way you come inside my crystal ball…”
Buckcherry ‘Next to You’
HI
NICE WORK, MY DEAR POET FRIEND. I dont have much to say as this poem is so woderful that it makes me speechless.
HUG
ZARUL
wow you are too kind! thank
wow you are too kind! thank you so much for the read!
<3 Emarie
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“Tempted by your Tainted Love I sure do love the way you come inside my crystal ball…”
Buckcherry ‘Next to You’