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She tells me the words I fell in love with, Now those words are only a long lost myth. It was simply the three words “I love you.” Now I do not believe those words are true. How can you say to me that you love me? Your voice so soft and weak as if to plea. Nay then, you love me not. So do not care, Your longing eyes will be met with a stare. Get thee to a nunnery and from me be gone, Do not let your heart rise like the bright dawn. You will not find any love from my soul, For it was you my love was doth stole. All of my memories of you are cursed, If I look upon you my eyes may burst. You were the one, who left for another, Love him, and then dump him for another. I do not expect to receive pity, There is nothing left. My soul is empty. |
Hey How are you? It has been for a long time now since i heard from you. I like your poem, as usual it touches my heart. It is kind of sad. It is well written and has flaw. Keep up the good work With love Zohra | Posted on 2008-03-07 00:00:00 | by shabnam | [ Reply to This ] | Good feel over all. I feel like the first 4 lines don't really go along with the rest. Most of the poem is like old english and the beginning isn't. Is the first part a segway? | | Posted on 2007-03-15 00:00:00 | by ccbbyblue | [ Reply to This ] | |