Crimson Tears

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    This poem was supposed to appear in an anthology called 'Book Of Dreams', but due my being away from home I never submitted the final proof... maybe next time I guess. Well, now at least I can share it with you.

    Crimson Tears

    My still beating heart is awash

    With the dying flame of lamenting perfection,

    I am afraid of the stirring within me,

    But gripped with a desire,

    A want, a thirst for the fire.

     

    Surely it is impossible,

    To want and to need,

    And to shy and to flee,

    The self same idol,

    My sacrilegious divinity.

     

    There was a gap from the first,

    A rift with a bridge,

    A swinging tightrope spanning the gorge;

    It grew and crumbled,

    Was remade and held fast,

    Fell and was broken,

    And now cleaves in twain,

    To halves of a whole,

    Ended at last.

     

    What I would not give, to see you smile again.

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    MindNumbing commented on Crimson Tears

    10-22-2010

    I must thank Arron for guiding me here, because this is simply gorgeous! Each line is fantastic, from the first to the last... but I especially love the lines "I am afraid of the stirring within me, But gripped with a desire, A want, a thirst for the fire", indicating that we have no control whatsoever over our own emotions when it comes to love. So very true... well done!
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    Narrator

    10/22/2010

    Thank you so very much for taking the time to read and comment! I am glad you enjoyed it :). It was a particularly meaninful piece for me :). Love is completely beyond our control it is something raw and funamental to who we are. Thank you again!

    arronpalmer commented on Crimson Tears

    10-20-2010

    Stunning, majestic, beautiful, [insert dozen more]. Given half an hour and a pen, you are unstoppable. It is a literary crime this did not get published, the final line is so so heartfelt, I almost shed a tear. Nearly. Not quite, but close. I didn't even cry at Titanic, so you're doing well!!
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    Narrator

    10/20/2010

    And a dozen thanks beside! I was a little diappointed but then I suppose I now have the chance to improve :). Thank you again, now that put a smile on my face :). Love truly felt is impossible to deny.

    ApaqRasgirl commented on Crimson Tears

    08-21-2010

    wonderful write dear, so filled with emotions through all the words.....I thoroughly enjoyed this......thanks for the great read......love asha
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    Narrator

    08/21/2010

    Thank you for reading and commenting! Love is truly something which will always catch you off guard, and I think always brings out the best poet in someone :). Thank you for your kind words, much obliged to you. Narrator.

    dahlusion commented on Crimson Tears

    08-21-2010

    "What I would not give, to see you smile again."—this line is so real and alive. a lovely poem. peace and light, dah
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    Narrator

    08/21/2010

    Many thanks Dah. As always, thank you for reading and I very much appreciate you taking the time to comment :). Have a nice evening, Narrator.

    raziel69 commented on Crimson Tears

    08-20-2010

    this is another winner, great write. 10 from me...Raz
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    Narrator

    08/20/2010

    Thank you again! I am glad you took the time to read and leave a comment. Narrator.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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