*Weeping willows surround this place,
It's the home of the weeping goddess.
She had everything yet nothing.
A man met her one day.
He was struck by lighting in a moment.
She had killed him for he wasn't what she wanted.
No man ever was.
This goddess was mysterious.
She'd spend her days weeping.
And her nights would be joyful,
She throw huge parties.
Parties no one had ever dreamed of.
Yet, she was the only one there.
Then one day this puzzled her father.
He asked, "Sybelle whats wrong why does everyone you see die?"
She did not answer.
she just weeped.
that night he asked again,
still no answer.
She was always mysterious,
yet she had always hurt.
She never let anyone come between her.
One last man walked to her door step,
This time not a man a god,
The god said, "Sybelle why have all those men died at your door but not I?"
She looked up for it had been who she was waiting for.
It was him,
The god who stole her heart many years ago.
He had come back and all the weeping willows died.
And she was no longer the weeping goddess.
She was the Goddess of Hope,
For the God of Fear had found her once again.
Author notes
okay this is imaginary and love combined. enjoy
Written September 6th, 2004
A contest entry
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300 points, ended October 11, 2004, 22 entries
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This is a wonderfully written poem, such emotion. I love this. I also like the background.
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Lovely. I had to read this when I saw the title. Glad I did, I'm really into this style of poem right now. It is happy yet quite sad. Well done!
And I love the Background.
~Achika~ -
Fear and Hope are meant to be together.
Very epic. -
oh my goddes that was so beautiful.........im so speakless
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