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Reminiscences My heart is filled with thoughts of you that I cannot put to words. I guess I have run out of words; my plume has ceased to perform. Should I take the final bow as my heart protests? Ah, in my thoughts Orpheus' lyre keeps on playing; bringing tears to my soul which you may never see, for on the day of our reunion...perhaps,they would cease to be; though only Zeus knows when that could ever be. I beg him with tears of blood that can melt the iceberg of the Arctic or even the heart of Hades. My bosom expands day after day with prayers that only my soul has the courage to whisper. My arms long to hold you till eternity resigns from its post, should the host of Olympus ever grants it. Oh what endless, pointless journey this is without your spirit beside mine... will it be perils and sadness all throughout the journey? I plead Eros no! for my life counts on it... and only you can bring it to perfection. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2006-06-06 17:27:03
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
I beg him with tears of blood
that can melt the iceberg
of the Arctic or even the heart of Hades.
My bosom expands day after day
with prayers that only my soul
has the courage to whisper
o wow! strong thoughts conveyed here! I had to read this stanza over again to find it's depth, because it is so very deep! I want to share with you how I found it's fullness.
I beg him with those same tears of blood
that can melt the iceberg of the Artic
or even the heart of Hades. Selah!
My bosom expands day after day with the
prayers that only my soul has the courage
to whisper.
Very nice expression of your soul!