Open Poetry #47 |
End-Level Elm Chime |
keenshot Junior Member
since 2011-05-20
Posts 10 |
The skies break open on a gloomy day When a princess was born on the twentieth of May Far amazing than the sun’s golden ray Magnificent than Venus that myths convey Like a wild flo’er in a stack of hay A briliant gem in a pile of clay A piece of ambrosia in a food tray The outstanding dame in any epic play A gift of God, she certainly is. She’d grown to be an exceptional Miss Gentle as the morning bliss Unforgetable as everybody’s first kiss Coined with a name as cold as ice Gifted with the values that are very nice A lovely girl filled with surprise Highly addictive than any other vice Her limbs stretched like diety’s hands Her thoughts were vast as the foreign lands And with her charms no mortal could stand She could’ve had humanity at her command Yet, simple is the life she choose to live Gave everything on earth she could give God is what she only believe Truly the best trophy for a man to receive Enjoying the essence of independence Traversing through life with full of confidence Even solitude was her preference Everything ends in the zenith of excellence All her illness can’t make her crumble Only love had made her stumble Yet with an innocent smile and mumble She had enough to prick the romantic bubble I think it’s time to finish this rhyme And let you know “End-level Elm Chime” Arrange those letters to unlock the prime But don’t be sour like a lime T’was entertaining on the passing days Suddenly, it’s again the twentieth of May I’d already ran out of words to say So let me just greet you – HAPPY BIRTHDAY. (This is my birthday gift for a friend named Mechelle Mendevil. Her name can be obtained from the previous anagram- "End-level Elm Chime") |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
What a loving, adorable gift for your friend, dear keenshot! I wondered about the title, very cute! Love, Margherita "Love is the One who masters all things; |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I'm quite sure Mechelle coveted this birthday poem. ~ Plastic surgeons are always making mountains out of molehills. ~ |
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keenshot Junior Member
since 2011-05-20
Posts 10 |
the title is End-Level Elm Chime when re arranged: Mechelle Mendevil which is my friend's full name yeah she liked it very much ^_^ very rewarding for a poet to have his work really appreciated... thanks also for the comments |
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