Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Unlucky II

The smile on her mouth was the dearest thing
Alive enough only to have strength to die
Replaced by the grin of biterness thereby
Since then keen lessons both agree
love deceives

2 comments:

  1. So eloquently put. Such truth in that..."love decieves."

    I've come to learn love is just another emotion and can easily be confused for lust, passion, intense admiration, etcetera. As a person who has shaken an abusive relationship, I can tell you, love does decieve. Or rather, love is deceiving.

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  2. Trying my hand at the poetry thing. My problem is that I am too fond of Old (Anglo) English or Elizabethian language. The days when the spoken as well as the written word were beautiful.

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