Friday, October 4, 2013

Poetry and its fantasy


Hello guys,

      Honestly poetry is my weakness, but doing these two poems it was helpful.  These two poems are free verse and I hope you like them.
                              
                                                             Poison
Your poison is the sweet liquid

My heart desires

Even though it kills me

I desire more

The sweet poison is my addiction

It consumes me and I

 

refuse to lose your sweet poison.

But let’s face it,

Nunca podre tapar el sol con un dedo

 should we?

I’d rather have your poison

Than nothing at all

 

                 Your lips are my weakness

Every time we kiss

          I forget who I am? The hate and love we feel

 

Our souls may be as cold as ice

But our lips know the truth

They awake the passion we both have

 

But time is up,

and the effects of your poison is gone.
 
 
 
you in winter
Nature has its mysteries as do you,
      Winter is when I miss you most.
The emptiness has swallowed my
heart. The agony has stolen my soul.
 
Patience is a virtue, and
I promise to wait
but my heart eagers
and I should wait
All the memories I have
Locked away in your soul
 
Every time the wind blows
Your scent embraces me, my skin shivers
I close my eyes and I see you  
The days are long and shallow as a puddle in summer
Even the sun wonders if you ever coming back
 
But I’ll be patient because
the hope
To see you blossom makes me wait and wonder.

 
 

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