My dreams still torments me
Of Years ago, I left her there
The love of my life
My one and only then
Left by the sea shore
As I search, for a new life
At a strange land.
The years past
Fast as lightning
My thoughts of her faded
Along the way
Not realizing my faded dreams
I married another, that filled
the loneliness, of my wasted dreams.
The nights are crule to me
with each nightmare
I reach towards a shore
of long ago tears,
That faded on the wave
of sadness and dispare
and a true love's whitening hair.
Now with aging days
My faded thoughts haunt me
Of a woman
With tears reaching towards
The sea
Lovely still, her look is hard
Following every ship
That Passes by.
Hair white as snow
some still see her ghost
Eyes ebony dark and deep
Lifeless as the sea is mystic
Still in dreams we reach
For each other.
Good-byes are hard to forget
of my Goddess by the sea
Now I returned to a shore
To find out why
She die
Within just a good-bye.
~~~~~*~~~~~
By: William Bonilla
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2/19/04
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Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on February 25, 2004
OOOh William....how sad...how I felt this one....would you
believe it happens to others too ((smile))....regrets....
If only we could have the wisdom of the elder when we are
young...FANTASTIC...writing.....floria
Crystal Reed thought she had met the perfect man. Instead she finds herself entangled in a web of obsessive love and dark secrets, a world that has become tainted by deception and treachery.
believe it happens to others too ((smile))....regrets....
If only we could have the wisdom of the elder when we are
young...FANTASTIC...writing.....floria
all at the sametime
Reindeer
This really moved me beacuase I can relate to this one!!
Love Tinka
Then hearts get torn apart
When fate steps in and weilds the sword
And severs loving hearts.
And so she wanders along the coast
Each morning with the mist
She says "I LOVE YOU' and she sighs
Then blows the fog a kiss.
© Susan K. Rowse
I've met your Muse. I guess she forget to mention me.
This gives me chills because I share the pain.
Love and strength,
Susan