Woeful is the wedding day
When all the bride can do is pray
Her unborn child will be found
Alive, not missing underground
Unwritten laws betray the mind
'Neath morning-moistened cobwebs find
With urgence and celerity
The loathesome beast: society
Emblazened lovers finally meet
In early daylight's rainy street
In lover's hands, true light will grow
Enduring daylight's icy snow
A lonely widow finds a cause
Padding on forgotten paws
Making noise by silent night
Far from gazing, peering sight
Lovely youth runs forth with Spring
Fearing nothing but impuissant ring
When nightly calling bring silent fault
And nothing stands for being caught
But even as you protest in vain,
Society beats you once again
If only there as some escape
To free you from enduring hate!
And as you run from inimacle eyes
They still ensnare you in the mind
Forgotten 'till you finally sleep
And never there can lovers meet
Author notes
This suddenly came to me. I haven't written in a while, and I hope it is as good as my earlier stuff.
Please tell me what you think
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Wow...
I like this. You've grown so much as a poet. i see rhyme! I see rhythm! I never thought I'd see a poem from you with the kind of beat you've got going- this is so good. And its not forced either- you're using slant rhyme where neccesary to make a point. Beautiful. Both metaphoric and blunt. Lines such as "the loathsome beast society" and "In lover's hands, true light will grow/Enduring daylight's icy snow" provide contrast within this peice. Also excellent is the personification of society- I really like that. Well done!
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at last
YEY! YOU LIKE MEESA POEM! *does happy dance* At last: I have written a poem worthy of your approval *bows down* MEEP!
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This has great imagery. Nice job.
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