Your crystal tears make me ache too much inside
Like an ocean of bitter pain and remorse
Your fallen face is of beauty and gold
As a horizon dying in the northern skies
Your pale hands limp and morbid
Are as a deathly cold wind lonely, yet still beautiful
Your hair of gentle silk and dismay
A weeping willows sagging branches
Your waning love and trust of life
The pain of a dying deer
Shrink back to the forest my love
To the rowans as your dying destiny
Author notes
I hope its good, thats my beauty
A contest entry
- Everyday Beauty....... by GodsTrueSoldier.
550 points, ended March 4, 2008, 21 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Is it that terrible??????
Comments
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Hehehe im not giggeling about the poem, but when I read the firts lines I thought it was about a lover and I was like getting ready to roll my eyes and rebuke you for not reading the rules xD
But I read on and I LOVED teh fact it was about a dear...I liek teh way it was described, elaborated and projected I alos loved the ambiguity of it in the first couple of lines, very beautifully styled and though out!! Ouh and I also love the BG!!! =D very nice touch
Thank you so much for your entry!!!!
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