a life forgotten

take a walk between the lines
between the sands of time
between the dream and reality
sanctified beauty of nightmares
burning flesh, sweet and pungeant
the singing of hair, dark auburn red
an idea for a song, sweet and long
remnants of a life forgotten
children laughing, elder's asking
where do we go from here?
what does fate have in store?
why are we always left wanting more?
questions without answers
thoughts without reason
beyond the confines of logic
living life in reverse to remove the curse
that was placed upon the earth at the hour of my birth
church bells ringing, ravens singing
come one, come all
the master falls
death to the king that sees everything
death to the dreamer while he sleeps
death to the one for whom no one weeps
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Posted: Mar 2011

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kben85
this poem was written during a very strange time in my life. it's suppose to be symbolic of my recreating of myself.
gnj4u
Hi, lben85,
take a walk between the lines is what the reader must do in a life forgotten. In the birth of each child, the birth of each new moment, the birth of each new poem, there is rebirth of hope.
kben85
not quite sure what you meant but thanks for comment
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