Last Wish
Amazements eve a prophecy,The eve flew by, a fuse was lit,
A shooting star in a midnight sky,
Quite wishes without urgency,
I saw innocence behind sad eyes,
Innocence inspires youth,
To 'live in love', lifes emergency,
Told to us in ancient times,
An inspired muse was once fortold,
By written words of soft blue hues,
Her beauty they said was Gods last wish,
And wishing still our dreams fulfilled.
tenderpoison commented on Last Wish
01-03-2011
01/03/2011
Teardrops commented on Last Wish
01-03-2011
01/03/2011
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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