Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Post 47 of Poetry (banned in Ireland)

Future Wife
Looking out upon the world I see
Something more than physical beauty
A woman of gentle spirit and kind heart
So I wish we'd be together and part
One day she will truly love me
She judges a man from inner beauty
Being without her causes pain to me
I can only hope this will be more than fantasy

Winter Survival
Bare branched trees reaching for the sky
Withstanding winter's wrathful wind refusing to die
It makes you wonder why things seem so bleak
For the cruelest winter can't kill nature even when it's weak

Unreturned Love
I've been your slave for so long
I've never done a thing wrong
Why must you continue to ignore me everyday
Tell me if this is in vain and then I'll go my way

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