A poem of conflicting words

In this fiddle of loneliness
Let your music be the nest
Of an everlasting happiness
Your tunes make my life the best

In the dawn, I was there standing alone
Searching someone which can sing the tone
You came when the Dusk began
The shivering in my life had been banned

Let my tears roll by
And ripple everywhere so I can give a sigh
But your smile gives me light
That keeps me alive in the fight


Submitted: October 07, 2009

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Mistress of Word Play

I really enjoyed this write. It shows a different side of you all together. I think poetry is your friend as it is mine. The first verse was my favorite.
You did a fantastic job.
Susan

Tue, October 13th, 2009 11:46pm

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