Eva was all i wanted in ma life,to stop the rain from falling on ma naked body-but she didnt live to her words.


SHE IS GONE.

Her words were virtuous than saints could coin,
Endless endearing oaths in bliss she swore.
Like a shooting star, they came from far,
Afar to my heart a faint trail they formed.
But before the rain to our lives could fall,
The suns to our dreams bless.
Before beauty to our lives share,
And moon our shadows guide:
The only lily on my valley
The light to my slim shadow
Followed morning sounds of birds' song.

She is gone and gone
Just like the childhood fantasies do!

Yesterday she cried,
My heart your heart shines.
An ache in my heart was reborn,
For Evil has a mask of love.





Poetry by samih
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Written on 2007-03-20 at 06:45

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ardent.March
WOW, I found this poem very intense. Well written and I liked the 'saints could coin' part.

She is gone and gone
Just like the childhood fantasies do!

Sad. A good poem.
2007-03-21


Amanda K
really we-penned and i admire the flow of thoughts here. Talentally written.
2007-03-20