Chyna Parker

Rookie - 102 Points (3/3/94)

A Love Like This - Poem by Chyna Parker

Like a rose hath withered,
Your love for me hath withered.
The sun has set on the horizon
Death come to taketh me.
Like a bird that sings no more,
Your voice comes to soothe me no more.
The lame horse finally won,
A game ended at the roll of three.
Like a child that hath fallen down,
Your heart hath fallen down.
To find a new love that hath already begun,
My eye can no longer behold thine beauty.


Comments about A Love Like This by Chyna Parker

  • Rookie - 361 Points Shania K. Younce (3/23/2014 11:13:00 PM)

    I absolutely love the usage of words. Bien! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 7,892 Points Khairul Ahsan (10/24/2013 11:34:00 AM)

    'The lame horse finally won,
    A game ended at the roll of three.'
    I didn't quite understand that. Does it indicate an affair of three years? Who and why is the 'lame horse'?
    I'll appreciate if you would add an explanatory note. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,240 Points Kavya . (10/3/2013 1:36:00 AM)

    can sense the pain in your write...a gud one (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013


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