Picture Perfect

Ok, ok. Due to popular opinion (actually, due to a single reader armed with a torch and pitchfork) I have decided to stop being lazy, and copy and paste poems i've written previously and put it here.
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Long ago,
in a far off land,
across the hills,
and past the sea,
there was a couple,
as happy as could be.

In a forest,
there they dwelt,
their love was honest,
honest as could be.

For many years,
there was no strife,
within their very happy life,
happiness their only wish,
and yet that was not to be.

Disaster unforseen,
a terrible event,
tragedy had surely struck,
when upon their happy home,
Death had lain His hand,
claiming her His own.

Upon her grave,
he dug himself,
he mourned his loss,
for many days.

The clock would tick,
and hours pass,
as he sat upon the grass.

Time had trod,
time had trod,
an entire week gone by,
he was in his usual place,
weeping by her grave.

head in hands,
face masked from sky,
'twas a winter's night.
Snow began to fall,
though he little noticed,
that this was ever so.

His pain, his grief,
had blinded him,
and he was unaware of all,
except his own despair.

Hours passed,
the man now still,
he could not move,
he lay atop his loved one's grave,
there's no one left to bury him.

And so it was,
the lover's end,
now a distant memory,
but that love they bore,
it does live on,
for that husband,
and that wife,
will meet again,
in another life.
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I haven't come up with a proper name for that poem yet, so it remains unamed here. Any pointless drivel...err...I mean....suggestions....don't hesitate to comment.

I reckon the poem is simple enough to be understood, and shallow enough for me not to type any explanation whatsoever for it. If you don't understand anything after reading it through a few times, comment to that effect, and I will then register how astonished I am that you can even read =)

Next up:

Men,
Go and learn this noble art,
Of how to win a lady's heart,
Bravely, as with any other art,
Nobly, 'til the very last part;
Loyal gravity,
And every hint of suavity.

Lead her to the moon lit paths,
Point her to the starry skies,
Guard her by your truthful words,
Free of taint and pure
From courtship's flatteries.

Yet be it only art,
Be sure to lose her heart,
Savage your own, for your part.
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Yes, well. The above is based on Mrs. Browning's (that's Elizabeth Barret Browning) poem, which reads thus:

Learn to win a lady's faith,
Nobly, as the thing is high;
Bravely, as for life and death; --
with loyal gravity.

Lead her from the festive boards,
Point her to the starry skies,
Guard her, by your truthful words,
Pure from courtship's flatteries.
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I'm still debating with myself as to if I should make the adapted version of Browning one poem with the one below:

Women,
Honest, open and plain,
The only way to speak your mind;
Do to him what is kind,
Do not tag him along, behind.

When he pours his soul to you,
Leaving him at your mercy; --
When he says "I love you,"
Tell him only what you mean,
But do take care with your reply,
Be cautious with his heart,
As you hold it in your hands,
With every sigh,
Every smile and every frown,
Makes or breaks a man.
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It's the same theme, sure. I wrote them together. But even as I wrote it, I didn't know if they should be two short poems, or one long one.

Wow. What troubles I have, eh?


I've written a few more poems about lost love, and am currently writing an "unusual" one...Here's one stanza:

"Blessed art Thou"
My lips said now,
"Who caused them to plunder,
Throw Your people asunder,
And plunge us into wonder..."
And here i stopped,
for it had begun to thunder,
the rain had filled the air,
and shame my heart,
for this ungodly prayer.
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Basically, it's a poem about this person who "prays" to God amidst a congregation, perhaps keeping a two minutes silence, for the last World War, and the Holocaust (the 60th year of Auschwitz was not long ago, as you should know). It's incomplete at the moment, but should be pretty sombre when complete.

And that's it for now, folks. Maybe in the next post here, I'll post a few poems which i've already posted here, but in my blog...We shall see.

Until next time!