Tainted wine.
I drank my fill of tainted wineAnd did often with the Devil dine
Believing fortune to be mine
And prudence just for fools
I threw all caution to the wind
I loved, and lied, and laughed, and sinned
As to hedonistic mast flag pinned
I flouted all the rules
My life was one of fight not flight
My essence of the darkest night
Right was wrong, and wrong was right
My scars displayed so foul
I rose as flame out of loves fire
And dressed my wounds with no small ire
Then donned my garb of roguish liar
My pain hid by my cowl
I once knew love of ladies fair
And awoke to sunshine everywhere
And I in truth did really care
My world a paradise
I loved a girl, and loved her true
My glasses tinted rosy hue
My wine too soon to bitter brew
Now I am cold as ice
I failed to see the coming fall
The cuckold's writing on the wall
The tick tock of the clock too soon to call
My hour of destiny
My tender heart lay at her feet
Crushed to oblivion with deceit
Now I shall never more to greet
That happy soul that I once knew as me.
Brendan.
Poetry by Brendan Finbarr Tully
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Written on 2006-04-05 at 12:02
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