A Faint Memoir

by KeyxMashingxParody   Apr 21, 2007


Life to be lived,
Only left in a dream,
A faint memoir,
Of a forgotten soul.

Such sweet irony,
Such peaceful abyss,
Frozen hearts cry,
And shattered spirits lose grip.

Love to be felt,
Only felt in a dream,
A beautiful sonnet,
Acted out only for some to see.

Such sad endings,
What a tear to lose,
As others fall,
Eyes swell in the loss.

Melodies to be heard,
Only heard in a dream,
A memorable verse,
Such song of angels.

Such blissful words,
Such a tight grip,
On your heart,
As your ear urges closer.

Hate to be sprung,
Only about in a dream,
To feel the pain,
And loss of all sanity.

Such deeps breaths,
Gasped in the dead night,
With feelings brought,
Only to perish in it's rage.

Life to be lost,
Only lost in a dream,
Of tears falling,
Down a mountain of ash.

Such sorrow to have,
Such immortality to lose,
All over again,
You feel the life fade...

...When will I live again?

-Liz-

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  • 17 years ago

    by Ashleigh Skye

    This was amazing and beautiful I loved the words that you picked. I also loved how you made each verse and line very short so it didnt take away from the message in your poem. Some of the metaphores were so unique that it just made it ten times better. %5/5 definatly. nice work.

  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    This is a beautifully sad piece of poetry you have written here. Nicely penned with a nice flow. The vocab was amazing. Good job keep it up ~mel

  • 17 years ago

    by Independence Forever

    A good poem with a sweet harmony of words. a great poem sung in a sad melody.

    your servant:
    david

  • 17 years ago

    by Anonymous Angel

    Hey,
    a beautiful poem, it flows nicely and i like the words you used. i especially like first stanza =)
    nice work 5/5
    kisses stephanie

  • 17 years ago

    by Startle Me

    What to say.
    This is beautiful.
    I love that you were subtle
    And made your readers think.
    You didn't just say what you meant.
    You went around it.
    Lol.
    I think it's called "beating around the bush".
    I love poems like this.
    5/5, yo.