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IF YOU COULD READ MY HEART DAR
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JOURNAL # 41 'If You Could Read My Heart' Dar
what a tale my love could tell
just like an angel in a valley
blessing every mountain top and hill
through a string of broken hearts
the confusion starts
and courage comes into play
but we know that story well
two distant souls
denied a path to one experience
complete
If I could read your heart Dar
what a tale your love could tell
just like an ancient time fable
the kind you like to tell so well
will we reach the part
where the joy flows in
and history changes her sheets
but for now Dar let's just feel
cause forever never seemed so close
and we just can't say that
we know we'll get the chance
to finally be as one
but for now Dar that's just it
we have to take this step once more
to try to be the couple we can be
so take a breath, hold my hand
and see just where all of this leads............
(July 7, 2014 430am)
honestly, this one's
honestly, this one's absolutely brilliant :) n the title is just too good. in fact, the title drew me to this one...
n i like your word "dar". feels like a personalized version of "darling", something that only you two are allowed to use for each other in this world :)
great read. best wishes :)
thanks so much stardust.............
yes I do use dar in lieu of darling as it sounded so much better. This is a very personal piece and I am moved when my post poem peers make comment on it. Thank you for your lovely words............. Sincrerely,Melissas
AN EXCELLENT POEM TO THE CORE.
Hats off to you O Pale Winged Poetess. I have read and re-read this beautifully composed poem several times and I feel that you have given English a new word "Dar" and contributed much to the cause of good English poetry. Dar...the word sounds lovely when heard and it is sweeter when written by a poetess like you. Your feelings to which I can relate in almost every sense convey a soul in turmoil seeking --- LIKE ME -- true love in this vain and selfish world. That is why I have mentioned in an earlier review of your poem UNARGUABLY ALONE that you are not alone. I am quite successful in my worldly life but true love I have not found even after all these years. Maybe the angels who are told by The God Almighty to write our fates also make mistakes and forget how much true love can do wonders to people like you and me. Shakespear says in Julius Caesar that " The fault dear Brutus is not in our stars but in ourselves that we are underlings". These lines are spoken by the character of Cassius who hates Julius Caesar and thinks himself better suited for the rulership of Rome. And his conniving ways to convince Brutus are employed very cleverly by the Bard here. But as I am also a poet who has read the Bard perhaps more than many people here, can say that the fault may not be in the stars but in the angels who write our destinies. After all it is The God Almighty Alone Who is Perfect. And if humans cannot be perfect how can angels be? Anyway, I am deeply moved by your thoughts and feelings and feel no shame in admitting that you have said several things being a woman while I could not muster up the courage to say something of all that you have said.....so I honour you with the best of compliments that you are without doubt a rare and unique woman and a skilled poetess in every sense of the word. And you have a way with words which even I envy (Joking). Dar is Dar O honourable poetess! And he cannot be anything but Dar....well done! I love the poem from the first line to the last.
Muhammad Naveed Ahmed.
Pen name:Emmenay.
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my dear Sir Poet.............
I am utterly speachless. To read your clear and honest praise would be similiar to how you would feel, if say, your idol Ali wrote you something so eloquent, praising you on what a wonderful and gifted fighter you are and how the world is a better place because you exist in it. Imagine how that would make you feel and maybe you will have a glimmer of an inkling as to how your critique of this poem of mine has made me feel. From my deepest depths of spirit. I thank you for such high praise. You very thoughtfully constructed your words and drew me into a place I never suspected I could be lured. So Very Respectfully your fan dearest sir, Melissa Lundeen.