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Delicate hearts grow thick skins. (Ghazal) by Nepanthe May the shell of cold, fallen snow, encase me.
As time be fates us, fallen snow encase me.
My heart does covet though kindly love embrace me.
For this genuine sin, may fallen snow encase me.
The only true sin is harm against another,
Injurious hope, may fallen snow encase me.
Any road impels me to a gentle lover,
As I pass you by, may fallen snow encase me.
Insatiable my love is, and craves your embrace.
if this poem your curse, may fallen snow encase me.
Up the ladder:
To Hell With Dylan Thomas
Down the ladder:
Coffee or Love
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Posted: February 18, 2008 2:16 AM PST; Last modified: February 18, 2008 2:16 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.327808 Overall Rank: 3497 Comments:
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malpaso @ 70.233.161.116
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18-Feb-08/6:40 PM
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absolutely beautiful! may fallen snow encase me.
It feels like a congregational in the church of hippie love, yes!
Reads like the ramblings of a toothless simpleton. Are you semi-literate, or what? Self-referential poemes are exceedingly bow'ls. But this is not. This is bum-crushingly stupid. For that you should be proud.
Personally I think the largest problem with this is that the mentality comes across as Christian rather than Sufi, and she's a bad Christian at that. Gives a bad taste in the mouth as far as passive fatalism goes.
This is a hideous poem. I think you should post it at another website I sometimes go to: http://poetryaddicts.pcriot.com/forum/ - it would be much loved there as indeed would you.....
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