Remember her.

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Forgotten streets where idols walk,
wanderers recall a flattered grief
and speak the tongue that angels talk
to lend their hearts some small relief.
The porcelain doll who’s blazing soul
outshines all her starry kin,
lost amid the phantom shoal
where forgotten things begin.
Red lips that never learned to kiss,
or sightless eyes of precious stone
paint my mirage of nameless bliss
though it seems I’m still alone.
Rest beyond the faithless rift
above dull lovers idle scorn.
A spectre with a greater gift
the woman who was never born.

• Wonderful choice of words

  by Michael

  Posted Apr 30, 2009
  +8
  This is really a great poem. The rhyming is perfect, there's a rhythm that helps it flow right off the tongue, and most importantly, the diverse vocabulary adds a unique touch that makes it memorable. This isn't one of those typical poems in which you can almost guess what word are coming next ... (read more)

• Date Added
• Apr 29, 2009 at 12:31 PM
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• Literature
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• Poetry
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• Romance
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