Friday, August 28, 2009
Did we meet?
Have I met you in a previous life?
When mountains roared and winds were strife
When men fought with clubs... and guns were amiss …
for they were future booming sticks
Did I meet you.... when women knew not pretty nails?
And birthing screams could bring deaths’ tears
Did I meet you when guns were blasting overhead?
Feet were bound and young men bled
Did we meet... among billowed skirts.. and heaving bosoms?
Masquerades... and swooning women
Did I meet you when you could not read?
And writing was a figment dream
When your back was bleeding with fingers raw
Taken from me and sent abroad?
Did we meet... under sun kissed skies?
Child-like laughter.... and sweet lullabies?
Cotton candy and carousels. Tell me… does this ring a bell?
Did we meet beyond all space and time?
When thoughts of us were sublime?
Did our souls collide?.... sparking flames?
Smoldering hotter..... than hell’s remains?
Are we intertwined? Two love-lost souls
Cowering.... under life’s forbidden hold
Will u meet me... where the ancients sleep?
And may they rise... as our love weeps
Transcending thru the portals of time
Will we meet as mortals..cloaked in divinity?
Eyes wide shut... Seduced.. by.. the thoughts.. of thee
When we meet my love... Will you know……..tis me?
©2009
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Occasions are lost because of the grimmest world taking the time of the few away in the shadows of the mind. It’s a Warrick faze that every century continues to be dear to and it all contracts a calling that you and me can’t hear but feel in our hearts and our minds. Love is continuous during the last hours of life to the resisting of the sword and all the flavors of its alkalis bases. If the soul isn’t alive then the mind doesn’t really hold memories and every body’s life in this world is meaningless. There is a remembrance that is collected in us all even if it is past down to generation to generation by cells or given through the soul. The best loves of our past life sometimes trickle through and we find them. I love your poetry. It’s very enormous and intense to read.
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