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Melancholy
By Antiquith
We are the sound
that I am making in your mind.
A song played on the wind,
blowing softly through the cave of dream.
You touch the sound
and like a ripple, all is glistening,
this is how
a moment changes
all things
are intertwined and interbracing
all time,
captures light just like a diamond
reflecting colour
from a crystal gaze.
We are the song
that echoes in your canyoned valleys,
plays upon your dancing branches,
fills your soul with such
a bitter-sweet.
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Copyright 2009 Antiquith
Published on Wednesday, December 16, 2009.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Melancholy"
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A former member wrote:
*smiles* you have to stay. you really do. please upgrade, please please please!?~Moony
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On Thursday, December 17, 2009, Antiquith
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wrote:
I plan on upgrading once I get the hang of this place. Meanwhile, I am posting a few more for all to enjoy!
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On Wednesday, December 16, 2009, Dilated View
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This had an inner epic journey feel to it. You painted an interesting picture :)
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A former member wrote:
Such incredible imagery! Good style.
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On Thursday, December 17, 2009, Antiquith
(8) wrote:
I appreciate your comments!
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On Thursday, December 17, 2009, Antiquith
(8) wrote:
Thank you very much!
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