Dark Poetry #3 |
Trust |
Broken Member
since 2000-03-12
Posts 271The woods |
TRUST Thy name be fragile A crystal vase, such beauty With flowers too Orchids and roses, picked by you By your hand, with gentle caress Placed in this shelter, of devotion Balancing with blissful elegance, on the table edge Such fragrant fragility, I sigh, and marvel at its beauty Like the breeze of spring And the rain of fall The wind blew, and the vase fell Such a sight, for my sore eyes... |
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xShUgArHiGhx
since 2000-09-26
Posts 3150tRyIn tO fIt iN2 mY oWn ShoEs |
Beautiful addition to your "distrust" piece..nicely done! ShE'S nOt ThE kInDa GiRL..WhO lIkeS tO tElL tHe WorLd AbOuT tHe Way She FEEL'S aBouT hErSelf...ShE tAkEs a LiTtLe TiMe In MakIn uP hEr MiNd.. |
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Immortal Beloved Junior Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 42the carpathians |
hmmm...this was so beautifully expressed,and such well chosen words,you expressions are fresh and to me very interesting. Good work!! lida Fere libenter homines id quod volunt credunt~Julius Caesar |
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Dark Poet Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 99North Carolina, USA |
Trust can indeed be a fragile thing. Enjoyed, James Good cannot exist without evil. Darkness I embrace. |
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