Every smile I muster an illusion of joy
Your antics and turned back do only annoy
See the withered rose blow away like dust
I will proceed this journey if I must
Though each day is an obsticle I can't destroy
Author notes
Those you wish to see you hurting from the love you have never seem to do so.
A contest entry
- Quickie by Hadji Murad.
300 points, ended April 6, 2007, 28 entries
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Finally a good rhyme poem!!! It took all night at 48 poems so far. This is so nice and I am truly impressed. Your words are soft and lovely and the feeling in this poem is so serene and gentle, almost airy. The emotion is heart felt and delicate. Amazing job and thank you for entering this beautiful poem. Best of luck!
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