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Undying Passion

On balconiesOf a fading memory PonderingWords unsaid  Listening To theChirping birdsSing sweet songs   Watching the rain Fall drop by drop On a troubled face  Dancing to the Sound of a Beating heart That awakensA dormant soul  Clouds ran for coverAs the present came alive Waiting to smell the scent Of undying passion  
— paul, Apr 06, 2010

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DawningDaytripper

DawningDaytripper

16 years 2 months ago

Clouds run for cover as the

Clouds run for cover as the present came alive, Now see Paul that is what I mean when your stuff has been on fire lately. It brings it to the now and so creative, then you finish with a great line to turning passion into a smell, which we can all relate to. Makes it so vivid. No one can accuse this write of being depressing. My only hesitation is on your opening line, "on balconies of the world". Its so gerneral. Maybe something more specific like.... On a balconie of memories, On the balconie of your memory or somthing like that, Great read! Julie D.D.
Mark

Mark

16 years 2 months ago

Ahh yes

Told ya lol That last staza is a beaut.. It all ties in ! ^5 for my favorite yet.. Mark Resilient Flexibility
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paparazii

16 years 2 months ago

Vonderful

Vonderful and well said, though i a many time think the reflection of passion is far beyond the conscious of mind. I think this poem brought the two 2gether.