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Date Posted: 00:20:25 10/13/05 Thu
Author: Cars
Subject: Just some poetry

As some of you know, I do that Star Trek Fiction writing thing, and my character Robert was going through some female pains (ie, female causing pains =p) and so I was getting into mood to write as him, and as a result, this poem came out. I'm putting it here because Kaz made me go red saying how much she liked it, so I thought I'd share it.

A pretense to unconsciousness
Can reveal the worst of human nature
Our souls may contain the capacity to love
But when love is like fragile glass in our hands
Does our soul not fear its every breath
For that the gusts might be too strong
And break the gentle trust so easily seen through
So the soul may become closed from love's touch
Never to experience sweet peace and comfort

Why does the soul accept, then, that fragile speck
Though knowing the consequences of its failure
Is there some call, some message we receive and heed
Which causes blindness, discards reasons, leaves no answers
The light reflects through the glass in day
Shining colours, altering perception, prompting ignorance
At night the cold breath of reality fogs the view
Leaving the soul alone to hold the glass, fearing to tread
As dreams do leave us yearning for that which cannot be
Dreams like love do cause us to see what is not there
Do we then treat love like dreams, fickle and unreal
Soft and rare, comforting and soon forgotten
Why do we underestimate what we do not understand?
When will my soul give up feeling this pain?
Will it ever put away that grasp of love, letting go of hope
False hope, real hope, all of it crushed like so much broken pieces under your heel
With the soul left to close, the light, the dark, all gone, left alone.

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Replies:

whoa... -- Em, 02:27:50 10/13/05 Thu
Wow...that is kinda deep and setimental...is that the right term? -- cc, 05:17:56 10/13/05 Thu
- Another Poem -- Cars, 16:56:08 10/13/05 Thu
  - They are really good -- Shazzy, 18:21:59 10/13/05 Thu
  - My god, it's like Sylvia Plath all over again! -- Em, 23:54:43 10/13/05 Thu
    - Are you trying to tell me something? hehe -- Cars, 02:51:08 10/14/05 Fri
      - What tha???? -- Em, 22:20:50 10/14/05 Fri
        that's probably a good thing -- Cars, 23:44:11 10/14/05 Fri
        I blame Karen this time -- Cars, 20:05:37 10/15/05 Sat
        You're just rolling them out -- Em, 00:32:32 10/16/05 Sun
        i sent tim tams and ANZACs to USA -- Cars, 07:56:25 10/20/05 Thu
        What??!??? -- Em, 02:32:50 10/28/05 Fri
        I was trying to decide whether it was friendship or love... -- cc, 05:52:17 10/28/05 Fri
        Ok that makes sense now!! (NT) -- Em, 21:04:42 10/28/05 Fri

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