Just Disappear

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    Just Disappear

    Once gushing falls from the deep ponds gone dry,
    For everynight a wet pillow touches her cheek
    Gripping the swollen flesh...the pain throbs quick
    Yet nothing surpasses the throbs
    Of the resolute surrender to one's fate.

    Wanting to disappear...just disappear!
    Being a ghost to one's sorrows
    For the loudness of her laments are thrown back to earth's burrows
    Silently....secretly she descends to her dearth
    Awaiting to succumb to the harsh erosion of the earth

    Time doesn't heal....makes it even more painful
    Efforts to dissolve...the sigh of death she is ever so grateful
    For ears and eyes refuses to hear and see
    Whatever's written at the bottom of her sea.

    ~~phoenixhope06.01.09

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    DavidRayy commented on Just Disappear

    08-07-2009

    MAGNIFCENTLY WRITTEN....AND TIME CAN ONLY HEAL IF YOU ALLOW IT TO.........Y.L.L.I.W.
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    rollerderby commented on Just Disappear

    07-27-2009

    Even the sea has a bottom and no mountain is so high that love can't conqueror it. I know I've seen the mountains and been at the bottom of the sea. You say that time only makes the ache worse, some day love will awaken and the loss will fade as the new memories find a way in to the depths of your soul... Wonderful poem dear.
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    phoenixhope

    07/30/2009

    You gave me a tinge of hope...thank you! I needed that!

    ladydraeko commented on Just Disappear

    06-03-2009

    The imagery in this poem is fantastic it really drew me into what you wrote. That is an awesome poem and speaks to me thanks so much for sharing keep it up!!!! HUGS
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    Lazarus commented on Just Disappear

    06-02-2009

    very frighteningly real,from any perspective,"the release of all reason",eased,slowly tearing the fabric of time's perspective. "all to known to me",summit",Adrift of sea"
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    phoenixhope

    06/03/2009

    Thanks for that...only a few could

    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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