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I could so relate to this poem! What awesome imagery too! Love you! sammie xoxoxo

posted by sam444 on May 1, 2009 at 6:23 AM | link to this | reply

Sinome

This reminds me of a certain piece by Chopin, though unfortunately I can't remember the name...

posted by Nautikos on April 30, 2009 at 5:53 PM | link to this | reply

Such tender melancholy

and beautiful sadness - this is wonderfully done but sometimes I can't help but long to hear your melancholy tones replaced with happiness

posted by lionreign on April 30, 2009 at 8:49 AM | link to this | reply

Sinome, in this poem I hear Vishnu.....

Vishnu my older son writes poems......often for his friends......that's what he give for the friends.....sometimes he talks about love.....he say kind of tunes like this....

sometimes when he speaks to me, I feel that he is singing.....sometimes he speaks to me, I feel little mad too....

Sue9457

posted by 9STAR on April 30, 2009 at 8:00 AM | link to this | reply

Beautiful and passionate piece Sinome

excellent indeed; many blessings and thanks

posted by mariaki on April 30, 2009 at 2:47 AM | link to this | reply

The dark side is very active....even in a cool fire!

posted by Soul_Builder101 on April 29, 2009 at 11:56 PM | link to this | reply

Sinome

So passionately written..Great

posted by shobana on April 29, 2009 at 10:37 PM | link to this | reply

Sinome

What atmosphere, what imagery, what painting you can work out with those word-magic at your command! This one related to mine own, because my dreams did not come true, yet when I see my old flame, something in my heart starts to burn . Kudos to my princess for taking me down memory lane  xoxoxo.

posted by Bhaskar.ing on April 29, 2009 at 10:10 PM | link to this | reply

Fleeting moment of attraction ,kindred spirits winking in lovelights!Sigh!

posted by merkie on April 29, 2009 at 9:30 PM | link to this | reply

Sinome

Sadly, love missed with it's arrow luv............

posted by WileyJohn on April 29, 2009 at 7:12 PM | link to this | reply

how sad

posted by lustorlove on April 29, 2009 at 4:44 PM | link to this | reply

Heart wrenching to say the least.  But was it really a denial of love, or was a run from the possibility of love?  This poem made me wonder these things, as the speaker kept repeating, "It was not love."  Was it truly not a love, or so much love, it was frightening? 

Fantastic write, Marta!  I love you how always make me think outside of the box!

posted by NiteTide on April 29, 2009 at 1:32 PM | link to this | reply

Such incredibly strong words. So much emotion there.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on April 29, 2009 at 12:04 PM | link to this | reply

powerful lines and a great read.

posted by spiderfly on April 29, 2009 at 11:53 AM | link to this | reply

It was not love... no passionate force shook our souls.
It was more like a slight breeze that gets lost in the wind.

These words are so very true! Wow! This is incredulous imagery my dear Sinome! I thought many lines were very powerful but the two I highlighted seemed so universal! Sammie loves you and forget the lines I cited, lol! xoxoxoxo

posted by sam444 on April 29, 2009 at 11:47 AM | link to this | reply

WOW !!!!!!!!! Amazing poem !!! xooxoxxxxx

posted by hazel_st_cricket on April 29, 2009 at 11:02 AM | link to this | reply