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The Silence in the Whispering Woods

The Silence in the Whispering Woods



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Poems that reflect the soul and mind. I hope to bring out the truth of humanity, the little truths we overlook could be the one that mean the most...

Poems that reflect the soul and mind. I hope to bring out the truth of humanity, the little truths we overlook could be the one that mean the most...

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Published by: Alandra Nicole Moreira on Jul 30, 2009
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The Silence in theWhispering Woods
Alandra Nicole Moreira(Devoted Rains))®((Poetic Release)
A Chance of Sin
A chance is known asTemptationWords in a strongholdOf delegationMake me take back what was mineMake me loved, restored, refinedYou say I should quitOn youFor you aren't very good at thisNot trueA man is as good as his beingA bell can only sound if it is ringingA punch of hardship is notForgottenAn undiluted love could moveAnd break the dawnDo not see as you willBut as it wills youDo not notice the lieBut noticed uncovered truthEvery ladder once has fallenEvery plane once has stallenEvery mistake and every sinForgiven if you promiseTo stand up once moreTo try again
A Tear of Sadwater Blue
A night of wondrous gloomThe clock tick 12, a midnight noonA girl in the room is wide awakeGets out of bed, she trembles and shakesOutside as she looks to the glistening moonSuddenly something feels wet against her cheekShe moves her hand to wipe away a tearSo mild, so meek, yet stronger than weakShe release the rain that she's held insideThat has punctured through her subtle cloudA vision dreamed, but crowned by doubtThe clock strikes oneShe hears footsteps behind herFeels a hand on her shoulderNow someone holds herWhen she turns around to see himJust a vision of what was or what will beShe does not knowBut right now he is just an imageThat she longs forAn image of what she had, lost and regainsAnd that image gave her the most subtle hopeSo slowly, as the clock struck twoShe fell asleep, dreaming of himHappiness in dream underneath the moonBut still from beneath her sleeping eyeA tear of minded gloomA tear of sadwater blue

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