A Goth's Reflection

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  • AshRose
  • To my soul mate - I leap into your arms wanting and waiting for your kiss's to take me off into the blissful sunset.

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A Goth is but a person standing in a doorway looking for beauty in the most unexpected places.

A Goth's Reflection

A Goth's Reflection
A rose has died and a seed is born
from the fallen paddles.
From a dew drop
and paddles like velvet
a reflection is born.
Dripping from my mind 
memories of a long forgotten time
passed by my window reflecting what I have lost. 
I look to the reflecting of time
I notice one gape between me and the passage of time. 
The pools of light reflect for me beauty of night 
and a light beyond any other.
This is my reflection. 
A Goth's Reflection
A rose has died and a seed is born
from the fallen Petals.
From a dew drop
and Petals like velvet
a reflection is born.
Dripping from my mind 
memories of a long forgotten time
passed by my window reflecting what I have lost. 
I look to the reflecting of time
I notice a gap between me and the passage of time. 
The pools of light reflect for me beauty of night 
and a light beyond any other.
This is my reflection. 

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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