• Love


    Of all the beauties in the World
    The one that I adore
    To me, is like a deity-girl,
    A muse, but only more.

    I do not hope it means to you
    Something enough to care,
    But settle for the pleasant view
    And think it only fair;

    However long my path will be
    Across the maze of time,
    I'll bear the mark you've left on me
    And say: it's only fine.

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    cousinsoren commented on Scarred


    This little piece relates to the traditional ballad genre. Its a perfect poettic gem. Its muscality is exquisite. This little ballad can be easily set to music and sung to the acompaniment of a guitar or accordian , without any alteration. I actually sang it! If Sleece, cannot play a guitar., I suggst that he should get one and learn to play it. He is a natural with the ballad form of poetry. Write on, Sleeve! My rating is 10++



    Thanks Oren, your comments and criticism are always appreciated.

    amaranthus commented on Scarred


    This is beautiful... quite moving... :)

    nickyssecrets commented on Scarred


    Your style is really lovely, I enjoy the flow of your poetry and the pictures you paint with it. Very well done. Thank you for sharing.

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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