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by Dancing Rivers Sep 2, 2015
Life, society /
But soft does my heart break to see,
the beauty in your misery.
When evening's plight- the sun doth seal-
what bitter joy shall we reveal?
Tender hatred warms your smile,
when nature births something vile.
Satyrical sincereity, bleeds through your veins.
My love -society- I wish you'd fade away.
But soft, I must rekindle this ice,
and set alight the soil of your delight.
To bring about a truthful deception.
Perhaps my own redemption.
by Ben Pickard
Made me jealous of this one Hazel. Two stunning pieces in a row.
by Dancing Rivers
Haha ben you're a banana! :) but thank you :)
Have to agree with Cassie on this one...beautiful, this has such a wonderful flow and I really, REALLY, like how the words you use are soft and hard...
"Tender hatred warms your smile,
when nature births something vile."
^^^^^ I adore this, like i say soft and hard and the outcome is wonderful!!!
Hehe thank you :)
by cassie hughes
Poetic perfection. I love the 'old world' feel to this created not only by your choice of wording but also by the rhyme and flow. This one is definitely going in my favourites. :)
Thanks Cass :)