Ld Marduk
Ld Marduk archive of published lines and poems on Linespedia.
"In those days…That art noe more,Moments cherished, from before,When such it was, my one desire,Was only e’er, of thee –But such alas, twas not to be,For thou felt not, the same, for me,Thus in those d..."
"I close my eyes…But wish, to see,Thy visage, which e’er haunteth me,For twas noe secret, how I felt,As I was oft to tell thee –Yet seems now only, when I sleep,And when it is, per chance, I dream,That..."
"Moments drifting within a sea,Faces kept, in memory,Sights and sounds,Once held so dear,Now mere reflections,Nothing more –For often have I spoke my mind,Revealing feelings that I find,And there for a..."
"Tis now something I must do,Get on with living, even though,To leave behind what might have been,Begin anew…all over again –But turn the page, oh this I must,For where there once, had but been trust,T..."
"Tis not often, such I be,But so…I often find myself,When it comes to thee and me –For though I love thee dearly,Wish only such…in kind,There is a gulf between us,That is widening…all the time –Once it..."
"I have known…since ancient times,My heart and soul didst but show signs,Of passions, and desires,So finely honed and true,That if, unleashed, upon the world,Could bring about its ruin –For though noe ..."
"I once considered us to be,(And though, I realize)But in thy heart…thou felt differently,(‘Twas only foolishness…no more)To be as one…was my desire,(To hope thou wouldst feel the same)Yet, such was…to..."
"Love (it seems)…it be no more,Save within…forgotten lore,Tomes of verse…doth speak of it,But only as…past tense—Can it be…am I that dense,Or be it mere coincidence, That I feel…as I do,More an excepti..."
"Thy flawless flame… That holds me there, Heart and soul chained… And yet unaware, That such a sentence… Such as it be, Is more akin… To fantasy— For to envision as I have, Thy visage… Here before me, ..."
"Myself, in sorrow…awash with tears,E’er in anguish…over countless years,Tormented by a love…but gone awry—A heart torn asunder, A soul…in torment,Unable to…so comprehend, The reasons…how or why—Yet, e..."
"I tell thee now…my desire lies,Hauntingly…behind thine eyes,For long has it been…I’ve wished to gaze,And to lose myself…as I while a way—Moments spent…admiring thee,For in my eyes…thou art heavenly,An..."
"Enchanted though it is I be,By thy visage…bewitching me,I know ‘tis only this…no more,So ye see that’s what the tears art for—For I think of thee…quite truthfully,In a way suggesting more,Not merely a..."
"My mind runs a devious course, Desirous and envious…It seeks as a last resort—To possess thee…heart and soul,Today…tomorrow…and evermore,For it burns with a hunger…an obsession,Which it believes can ..."
"To but look…into thine eyes,The tears there shed…I realize,Art of my doing…I am to blame,Now nothing will ever be the same—I see the pain…upon thy face,The fault be mine…’tis a disgrace,No right have ..."
"Lines I’ve written…feelings all,Of love…and pain…which I recall,With such detail…that to this day,I feel the pain…of thy going away—And many lines…of prose and verse,Express first hand…how such had hu..."
"When I look into thine eyes,I’m painfully aware,That though I love thee…heart and soul,For me…there is nothing there—No warmth, nor tenderness,For thou know not…that I care,Or if thou do…thou tell me ..."
"Thinking back…on days…no more,I hear the silent cries,The tears of the broken hearted,For the loves…they’ve been denied—And I feel their pain…and anguish,For I too…have known it well,For it…hath been ..."
"I ache from love…that be denied me,And of the tears…cried silently,My heart lain open…for all to see,And yet…thou seem…unwilling—To accept…my love for thee,As true…and genuine,Thus unrequited…it remai..."
"Ye asked me of my love for thee,Ye wondered…would it end?And as my answer unto thee,This is what I said—When thunder does not echo,When the stars…no longer shine,When the oceans cease to ebb and flow,..."
"Thou see me nought…as what I be,In thine eyes…tis differently,And I know nought…nae…at all,Just what I mean…to thee—I call thee love, For such thou art,For such…is how I see thee,But how it is,Thy see..."
"There be whispers…on the wind,When alone…tis that I hear them,Soft spoken voices…murmuring,Of days that art…no more—Of souls once known,And held quite dear,Now departed…so that there,Be only whispers…..."
"A broken heart…A tortured soul,Remnants of a love n’er known—Desired, yea, and longed for too,Yet e’er…unable…to pursue—For both…art cautious…and with reason,For each has suffered in due season,And th..."
"I harbor a longing…deep within,A desire so strong…it border on sin,With an open heart…that seeks…ye see,To win thine own…so that…we be—Together…eternal,Like the sand…and the sea,Like the stars…in the ..."
"Tormented by silence…My heart knows no rest,Bereft of all hope…of love to possess,It cryeth in pain…even more so…in vain,Over loves that…have long since…been lost—For my heart…hath deep feeling,A conc..."
"I once…by thee…was enchanted,Bewitched…were the truth e’er told,And to gaze…into thine eyes,I found…quite mystical—To hold thee…in my arms,Was to take my breath away,And to have thee…in this life,Was ..."
"I know not anymore it seems,Whether all the hopes…the dreams,That long I’ve harbored…deep within,Will find a soul…to be shared with—For all the souls whom I have known,Have never found…such feelings…s..."
"Torn apart…and torn asunder,Can it be then…such a wonder?Doth thou find me too aloof,Or art thou seeking yet more proof,For though I tell thee…each new day,My feelings for thee…are the same,That I lov..."
"Here…amongst oblivion,The ruin…of heart and soul,I shed the tears…of anguish,Over loves…I’ll never know—For though I’ve searched,Both far…and wide,It seems my fate…to be denied,That…for which I’ve lon..."
"Loneliness…I know it well,So very well indeed,For it has been so much, An integral part of me—No love… Hath ever touched this heart,Now cold…And quite unfeeling,Cursed with passions and desires,That I..."
"My torment…yet…be greater still,For tis that I…can still but feel,The warmth...that was her touch,So soft...and yea quite gentle--And though the days have long now passed,It doth seem...as yesterday,F..."
"A poet's words…come from the heart,The depths…that art his soul,And speak…of many feelings,From love…but unrequited,To tears of joy…and sorrow.Such feelings art…placed down in verse,As prose…or poetry..."
"I'll never know…Not e'er again…The warmth that is thy touch,And now have only memories,Of that kiss…that meant so much.Alas…a life…together,For us…was not to be,And yet I often wonder,Was it fate…that..."
"If I were…thy love and free… I would walk the skies to be with thee,From the Four Corners of the universe,Lay the stars of the heavens before thee-- I would…in tender song and verse,Of love…sing unto ..."
"I whisper softly…into the wind,So that it…may carry,The words thou never got to hear,And for that…I'm sorry--I took for granted…all the times,Such things I should have told thee,Believing that tomorro..."
"Flames of passion…desire,Consume my heart…my soul,With unrequited love denied,That doth torment me so--For therein lies a hunger,That never can be filled,A Maelstrom of emotion,That haunts me…even now..."
"As the sun doth ebb…And the night draw nigh,I watcheth thee…Through firelight--And as the moon…Crests overhead…I speak of things…Left long unsaid--I sit beside thee…Hold thee tight…And in soft words, ..."
"Timeless beauty…have I known,The love…of one kind heart,But such…sadly…was short lived,For we had grown apart—Even though…I cared for thee,As to this day…but do I still,The same could not…be said of t..."
"Cold and bleak…Art but the skies…No starlight… Finds its way…The moon is gone…To be no more…The sun went out…Today—And all of this…Was brought about,By a heart…And soul…In pain…From the loss… Of somet..."
"The fetters and the chains art loosed,My heart and soul…now free,I voice the feelings long denied,That I have held for thee.No more afraid…of consequence,Of such I say…be damned,For long I’ve hungered..."
"Of thoughts that range the forest wild,And of fields…calm, serene,Emotions that embolden,The hearts imaginings—Of passions…and desires,Of which the poets sing,Such art things I ponder,For in my wonder..."
"Because I breathe of love for thee,My very life depends,Upon the hope…that one day,Thou wilt but understand—Because I breathe of love for thee,I must e’er make amends,Because I must not take for grant..."
"Cold is the heart that hath no love, And bleak is but the soul, A barren wasteland…nothing more, Where nothing tender…grows— A harsh and somber place indeed, Full of anguish…misery, Stark and quite de..."
"I walked along a nameless shore,In a place…I had…n’er been before,Looking out…at stars…and sea,With but one thought,That thought…of thee—For twas a time…I didst believe,Thou in thy way, Didst care for..."
"A poets phrase of feelings,Expressing more…Than words,But emotions…Of the heart and soul,Art chiefly the concern—So as to better understand,The mixed emotions…That oft can,Confuse and often blur—All m..."
"So dark, so cold, so all alone,One empty heart…one barren soul,Bereft of all familiar things,Of love…of hope…tis maddening—For where once passion…and desire,Ruled…unquestioned,Stoked the pyre,Now such..."
"Out of the ashes of a broken heart,The remnants of my soul…must start,To find anew…the will to heal,To once again…begin to feel—And yet, twas feelings that produced,The ashes of my heart then strewn,C..."
"In thine absence…I hunger,In thy presence…I burn,Needing thee always,Is a constant concern—For my heart and my soul,They yearn for thee,Wanting…oh, so desperately—To voice their need and longing,Their..."
"I’ve never seen thy face,Know not…each line and curve,Nor heard thy voice…’cept in a dream,Yet it sounded soft…and sweet—I’ve never held thee…in my arms,Nor at night…have watched thee sleep,Even so…th..."
"Broken hearts…are hard to mend, For oft…in pieces…much depends, Upon the skill and care afforded, To insure…that each shard’s molded— Crafted once more…as a whole, To be much stronger…than before, So ..."
"When thou art blue…art feeling down,I’ll be there…I’ll be around,For though thou see me…as a friend,Oft I’ve told thee…time and again—There is no heart…nor soul…on earth,Matters more to me…than thine,..."
"Somewhere…in my lonely heart,Perhaps…as a memory,Lies the remnants of a love,I had longed to share…with thee—Yet it seems that fate…is often cruel,In its deals with mere mortals who,Desire only…to be ..."
"This love must be hidden,Kept shrouded and cloaked,For such to be known,I cannot e’er hope—Tis tempting…forbidden,And yet sweet…as is wine,Yet n’er can it happen,Must e’er be…confined—For this love is..."
"Our time together…is so short,For such exists…in dreams,And yet…one lives a lifetime,In a moment of ones sleep—For there I hold thee…in my arms,Can tell thee…that I love thee,And though tis but a sing..."
"Long have we been parted, Our lives…they grew apart, So I undertook a journey, That has…but one more mile— The journey was…but of the heart, A searching…of the soul, That now…is at an end, It has…but ..."
"I stood upon the sandy shore,To watch the setting sun,As we two…Had done before,So very long ago—Those days, alas, art over now,Yet ‘tis I oft remember,Our walking hand in hand,Beside the oceans’ wate..."
"Come hither now my love…say I,Come hither now…to me,And let us but rejoice,Before I must…to sea—Come hither now…and don’t delay,For with the morrows sun,The sea will be awaiting,And I will needs be go..."
"An ancient song was on the wind, I heard it yesterday, Its notes were those of longing, For love but gone astray— It was…alas…a mournful tune, Perhaps…more like a dirge, For seems the love was lost, A..."
"Neath a sky…forever blue,My heart lies heavy…for tis true,I loved thee more than life itself,Yet twas but something that thou felt.Thou could not e’er return to me,Nor…with all sincerity,Feel within t..."
"Love is something for the young, To search for and pursue, But in the twilight of my days, It is…I must make due— With the memories… of what was, For I have no time…to do, As the young…have always don..."