Cruel Fate

Cruel Fate
A Tribute to John Donne

Cruel Fate, that hast hence, liv'd
To place thy Will upon my lonely self.
And long have I, in Joy and Love, believ'd
All in vain, for all I do is cry and wane.

The girl that Thou hast o'erthrown,
Was mine, but Thou hast let her goe.
To leave my soule, in paine, and all alone.
Thou leav'st me in direst misery, and rejoic'st.
Now, let mee goe as well, the Paine is miserly.

But Paine, Cruel Fate, shall not destroye mee.
For I shall stand against thy Tortures,
And I shall win her Heart again, I shall win.

PS: This is a bit archaic, but is a tribute to the fantastic poetry of John Donne. Please comment, and enjoy.

(C)Copyright 2005
(Hans Rik- nom de plume)