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lady grace Poems
i wake up early dawn to witness the changes in sky from darkness to morn for a new bride tonight..
A simple journey
oh how sweet are the words from your lips the words full of hope and promises oh how sweet to hear those whispers whispers with jokes and naughty phrase...
A simple wish
oh...masters of the sky i am a goddess who waits a lady who speaks ambassadress of friendship...
A simple promise
the life of my soul is you and the breath that i take... as we walk the aisle of joy
A beautiful journey
perhaps tonight is the end of dreams end the lies of your perception perhaps tomorrow starts a new story passionately cared...regardless of theory...
A curse from an angel
oh heaven above forgive this man who takes me down he doesn't feel the pain inside nor to see the aching heart...
a love like ours sparks and glares like the stars cling in the sky like the moon way up there spread its daring dazzling light...
The eyes of love
beauty of the ocean had gone by wind swiped it dreadfully nothing was there under the sea bed only memories left on my head.
A baby angel
can't stop the flowing water from mountains high dropp to the depth of wisdom down to the deepest ocean..
if there were no words to speak there were no lines to write no smile from her lips too much burden inside...
I need you
your smiles are my inspirations can you send them to me? or send me your heart
Leaving me home alone Gone to fight for our rights Promises fill your eyes Wish to win the fight...
Storm is coming
there will be another storm a warning from heaven's above clouds filled with water mirage fades its shapes...
An innocent's cry
papa...are you leaving us? please don't leave papa... do you see what am holding?
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
i wake up early dawn
to witness the changes in sky
from darkness to morn
for a new bride tonight..
the pain is still here
with sadness and anger
today may be the end
tomorrow is never a fine..
this man who'll be my groom
is as good as Homer
a monster from the north
captured me as his lover..
i never love this man before
but he never let me go
he give me no freedom
only to find..i love him too....
for all those days of confusions
my hours filled with loneliness
all i see is his perfect love
a true love which is always the ...