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"moanful" poems
One moment cancels out another signifying a loss something that's past could never return the next kiss or embrace is not the same each a form an inscription a touch-on like none other once having emerged disappears into nowhere irreversibility is the unchanging theme of time-- each tide carries the water forward leaving the rest behind a gust of wind sweeps across insubstantial, lost irrecoverable in empty space leaving no trace nothing does itself repeat replication and recurrence would never be wrought-- ah, my dearest and most-loved it's the moment now to which we are together bound as a word is said as our eyes exchange a message as our heart is locked in secure passage we'll not be left in doubt- as the moanful nocturne reaches out and its last notes fade and sink* away in the night's whereabout we will know for sure the telling is over the curtain has fallen a new chapter must follow-- if this brittle transiency you understand as you hold my hand it would be bliss enough as in silence we remain unfazed, unmoved, unruffled mindless of what's to come in the sureness of our faith that would withstand and defy any awaiting future outcome-- courage would be ours then to reign in and reap for keeps whereupon our long-cherished dream would have crystallised and bloomed a bright light would be beckoning from afar amidst the gloom of the shivering night we, though weary,  would have arrived safely after the long-tested travail and trial Via Dolorosa would its farewell have bidden all that our heart has longed and searched for would at last have found its unmistakable haven.
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
dr-peter-lim
TEMPUS FUGIT
One moment cancels out another signifying a loss something that's past could never return the next kiss or embrace is not the same each a form an inscription a touch-on like none other once having emerged disappears into nowhere irreversibility is the unchanging theme of time-- each tide carries the water forward leaving the rest behind a gust of wind sweeps across insubstantial, lost irrecoverable in empty space leaving no trace nothing does itself repeat replication and recurrence would never be wrought-- ah, my dearest and most-loved it's the moment now to which we are together bound as a word is said as our eyes exchange a message as our heart is locked in secure passage we'll not be left in doubt- as the moanful nocturne reaches out and its last notes fade and sink* away in the night's whereabout we will know for sure the telling is over the curtain has fallen a new chapter must follow-- if this brittle transiency you understand as you hold my hand it would be bliss enough as in silence we remain unfazed, unmoved, unruffled mindless of what's to come in the sureness of our faith that would withstand and defy any awaiting future outcome-- courage would be ours then to reign in and reap for keeps whereupon our long-cherished dream would have crystallised and bloomed a bright light would be beckoning from afar amidst the gloom of the shivering night we, though weary,  would have arrived safely after the long-tested travail and trial Via Dolorosa would its farewell have bidden all that our heart has longed and searched for would at last have found its unmistakable haven.
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Clouds spread all over the world thoroughly to a misty atmosphere I followed YOU across the mountains as the dust was drifted away... in a moanful humming to your faded colors. Come and Join me Be my shelter In my most aching hours before the awakening of the dawn!!!
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
mina-boulekou
A moanful Humming
Clouds spread all over the world thoroughly to a misty atmosphere I followed YOU across the mountains as the dust was drifted away... in a moanful humming to your faded colors. Come and Join me Be my shelter In my most aching hours before the awakening of the dawn!!!
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