Guinevere Eveleigh


Guinevere Eveleigh Poems

1. Unaware 3/22/2012
2. Letters Will Live Long Forever 3/22/2012
3. The Angel 3/22/2012
4. Forever In The Stars 5/13/2012
5. Smiles Mean Nothing 5/14/2012
6. Death And His Miracle 5/15/2012
7. A Hole In My Spirit 5/16/2012
8. Madness Is A Drug To Me 5/17/2012
9. If Only I Could Tell You 5/21/2012
10. My True, Unrequited Love 3/22/2012
11. The Beauty Of Death 3/22/2012
12. My Past Is A Dream 5/25/2012
13. The Many Illusions Of Love 5/30/2012
14. A World Of My Own 6/1/2012
15. Looking For You Everywhere 6/1/2012
16. Moonlight In An Empty Night 6/2/2012
17. A Flower Is Not Forever 6/3/2012
18. Where There Is Death There's A Misunderstood Beauty 6/3/2012
19. She Is A Goner 6/3/2012
20. The Bride's March In The Snow 6/12/2012
21. Can You Hear And Smell Heaven? 6/12/2012
22. I'Ll Wait For You In Paris 7/11/2012
23. The Man Who Wore The Mask 7/11/2012
24. Get Out Of My Head 7/11/2012
25. We Are Almost There 7/11/2012
26. Don'T Tell Me 7/15/2012
27. Growing Inside 7/27/2012
28. Hope...? 6/15/2012
29. Secretly Wishing 6/20/2012
30. You Are There 6/28/2012
31. Canis Lupas 7/8/2012
32. Paradise That Never Existed 8/10/2012
33. I Will Be There 8/10/2012
34. The Moth At The Ballet 8/11/2012
35. I Do Not Like Flies 8/11/2012
36. Like A Phoenix 8/13/2012
37. Ecstasy 8/17/2012
38. Praying In An Empty Room 8/23/2012
39. The Teenage Girl's Dream 8/24/2012
40. The Rain 8/25/2012

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A Weed And The Roses

Have you ever seen a weed amongst the roses?
Striving and struggling to block out the sun from their precious petals
It is a pitiful sight of desperation of not greed or vanity
But seeking to be loved and admired by many
But instead you rip out its roots
So that it does not drain out the life in the beauty standing gracefully like swans by the side of where it grew
You chuck it into the bins and your compost heap leaving it rot into sweaty slime amongst the murdered and other outcasts
It head droops with a melancholy mood as it jealously and loneliness is the only ...

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The Beauty Of Death

Death moves me to the tears of life
What a release
What a splendid journey
Whether it is a breath of fresh air
Or a kidnapping that steals us away from the ones we love
But once again
What a breeze that rekindles us into a new life and a forever peaceful slumber
Whether we are young, halfway or wanting it to happen or near the brink
Death is not a curse but a gift to life.

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