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More poetry! 
A Summer Rose
The lake shimmers and dances to an endless tune
Beside it, two souls sit, in passionate intangible fray
Joined in spirit and in heated touch
The last rays of the summer sun gradually ebb away
Summer days are steadily drawing to a close
But their passion lives with on their heartbeat
By the water's edge, a kiss is shared, placid and deep
So fervent and sweet.
Life rests inside her, and she rests her hand on it
As, with a flourish, he presents a rose,
A testament to the flourishing love that they share
Summer is dying, but their love only grows
"Let's name her Rose," he says, and she agrees
The ardour lives on in their child,
The proof of two loving souls entwined
And of summer days, so romantic and wild ...
Memories
Heart don't shatter
Eyes don't cry
Tears don't fall down my face
Memories go away
Hands stop longing for his touch
Lips don't wait to be kissed
Memories please go away
Eyes stop staring across the room
Voice don't whisper "I love you"
Heart don't flutter every time he looks our way
Memories please just go away
Mind don't remember his sweet words
Don't remember how soft was his touch
Memories leave me alone
Brain stop thinking of what could have been
Smile stay on as if nothing is wrong
Laugh keep sounding true
Keep hoping that time will heal your shattered heart
Memories go away and maybe he'll come back.
Last Breath
Curses flew around her and over her head
Maiming and killing those in their path
Is this the place she used to love?
(Used to: for now it was tainted forever)
And in a cruel parody of days gone by
The old tree beside the lake
Where she had once sat with her friends
Chatting idly and simply living
In the innocence of adolescence
Now marked the fall of a warrior:
Of an innocent boy who was no match
For the dark and he had known it.
Yet he still fought brave and fierce
(If all heroes are fools then are all fools heroes?)
Two foul words and he was gone forever.
So desperate to fight for all that was good
He was no match for the dark
And he died in vain.
(Couldn't have been more than fourteen)
He never knew what he fought to create
Neither did she, for that matter
As she found the man she sought
Watched his face fall at the sight of her here
(As if she could have stayed away)
Heard those deadliest of words
And watched the light leave his eyes
As the light left her soul.
When he fell and she screamed his name
Her world fell with him.
She ran to his body and held his hand
(Already it was cold and dead)
Though this body was no longer his
Once the fragile bonds that bound him
To this life were cut so callously.
And a single tear dripped down her cheek
(The cheek that once this dead hand had caressed)
Glowing silver in the waning moonlight.
She was already dead before she heard them
Those words repeated tonight, that deadly oath
Didn't need to turn around to know her end
The manic laughter she knew too well
(Deranged and cruel and bitter as the war itself).
Whooshing sound of impending death
Engulfed in green, she released
A sigh of relief as she was set free of sorrow
(The last breath brings peace). |