Donni-Jay's farewell to England.
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Donni-Jay De-Ville
Sunday, June 20, 2004
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This has mostly applied to my life. Now and then something else will pop up, to cause that EXTRA pain. In the middle of triumph, rain will pour I find and then, the usual scramble to get to the umbrella, and then attempting to open it, in time not to get drenched!
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Hiding the torment felt deep inside;
No peace to find in this world for me.
No such thing as middle ground;
From riches, to comfort, then calamity.
Is there no release to be found?
Multiple talents, equals no peace of mind;
No bitterness, when there should be plenty.
Survival against all odds;
Building myself up only to be taken down.
Others taking what litttle I have;
Leaving me down on the ground.
Getting up so many times;
Brushing myself off once again.
No justice for the just;
I know that I deserve better.
Am I really invisible? An alien?
Was I put here just to suffer?
Born on the wrong planet? At the wrong time?
Will I ever belong anywhere?
A constant victim of life, just meant:
After death to be appreciated?
My whole life played like a chess game;
Always with dire consequences.
This heartache of a soul in torment;
What did I go and do, in a previous life?
Again the gamble of starting life afresh;
That chance to start anew.
Trying to fulfil my dreams although;
Grieving the loss of all I knew.
Possessions, people, old friends;
Various treasures over the years gained.
Many places, never again to tread;
Some hold good memories.
Though they have faded and will soon be dim;
I must leave it all behind.
The few who cared, I shall not see again;
But, they will remember me.
They will, remember me.
Goodbye England, you never did me any good. You never understood, or appreciated me. You nearly killed me off.
I have gone. I shall now survive. You will remember me...You will remember....
Donni-Jay.....
Copyright ©2004 Donni-Jay De-Ville
All rights reserved and may not be
reproduced in any way without permission from the author
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| Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) |
11/12/2004 |
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| I suspect so as they did Diana. Hey you are one year younger than me. I see you have had your troubles but you have survived. That is an accomplishment |
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| Reviewed by Evelyn Simon |
11/1/2004 |
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| You tell 'em! :o) This is a moving piece. Thanks. |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
6/25/2004 |
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| emotionally moving and very well written ... |
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| Reviewed by Amira van Kerk |
6/24/2004 |
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Excellent emotional write.
And I love your bio! |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/23/2004 |
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| Strongly emotive and deeply meaningful. Well-expressed, Donni-Jay. Love and peace to you. Regis |
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| Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU |
6/21/2004 |
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Emotions flow from "Donni-Jay's farewell to England", and strike
the hearts' pumping dynamo.
I enjoy reading this "Donni-Jay's farewell to England."
All the best to You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU |
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| Reviewed by Zenith Elliott |
6/20/2004 |
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| Excellent, Donni-Jay! Outstanding depth in emotion! ~Z~ |
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