Yet.....
By:Charles Tomlin
Your eyes unfold unto me, a world filled with pain;
Yet that is the world, for you I would have slain.
You are a masterpiece, that only God could have made;
Yet when I reach for your love, it fades.
Maybe your an illusion created out of my lust;
Yet I give you my faith, my love, my trust.
To hold your hand, I would give my life;
Yet it is better than to live in this misery and striffe.
I wish I could know your every disire and thought;
Yet my deepest desire is where you trought.
Maybe our lives are nothing more than dreams;
Yet, mine like a nightmare, it definately seems.
Far and wide is the space between each other;
Yet I must carry on in life, and go further.
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Poem #2 By:Me!!!
A drop of hatred, or shall it be blood?;
To spill from my love sick heart like a flood.
As if there were any pity for me;
Deeper and Deeper hidden secrets I see.
An ounce of hope, to escape do I have the chance?;
Stabbing through my heart, is the devil's lance.
Can I last having felt this pain?;
Is it just better to blossom the wolf's bane?
For even if I stare into the night;
My tormenter is loathed as my pain is it's delight.
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The Fire Inside By: (who else?)
Roaring fire doth a heart carry best;
Guarding my heart and protecting it no less.
Seeing it as no words can tell;
The roaring fired must be a spell.
It beckins and howls to keep no one near;
Keeping me cold and lonely I fear.
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