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A fleeting, dreamy thought
Priceless to be held, never to be bought;
Something in which we treasure
To always and forever keep in pleasure.
We cherish things from our past
In measure to make sure they last;
A host of thoughts to take
And put them in a book we make.
A catalog of past expierences
Always innumerable in their reappearences;
Something we always look back on
With a satisfied feeling that we've won.
- by The Dark Angel of Hell |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/17/2009 |
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- Title: Memories Enraptured by Time...
- Artist: The Dark Angel of Hell
- Description: A poem that I wrote years ago, I never thought of putting it in a contest. I've never really thought of myself as that good, so I would like your honest opinion on how you think my poem is. If the critics are kind, I'll post more of my work.
- Date: 04/17/2009
- Tags: memories enraptured time
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Mightelove - 06/07/2009
- The last verse is just a little awkward, especially the second line. In all, it's a lovely piece and I enjoyed reading it. Thank you!
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- planthearth1 - 04/23/2009
- Nice I love that I have to find out what you mean. Its funny that if every one read this poem, they would all think different things, but they all would get the same fellings from it.
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- downcast drizzle - 04/20/2009
- Hmmm... I like it, it's not the type of poem I'd generally like, but it entertained me. It made me think, and try to find hidden meaning. Not only that, but I generally despise rhyming poems, so that shows that I think it's good! My only advice, is longer poems! But then, length isn't what matters. It's the emotion and feeling expressed.
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