933 Cruel Fate Poem by V F
933 Cruel Fate
how cruel is our fate
how heartless is our destiny
one soul torn asunder
existing in two heaps of dust
a core..pining apart
hope of communion keeping us alive
till when? for how long?
ages and lifetimes have passed
memories spun in golden threads
capture our love and make it glow
giving light and hope
when the darkness is at its densest
unfathomable pain wrenches my soul
cannot even speak of my misery
cannot talk of my love for you
cannot show you the depth of my suffering
for fear that you my darling will cry
but yet
we will stand tall
be strong
and persevere
weathering these tempests
and our love shall win
for you are my harbor
my shepherd my comfort
your arms my oasis
you nourish my spirit
your love is my nectar
keeps my light burning bright
my darling.. i have no fear
life death.. come what may
i am ready to embrace it
(11th July 2005)
your love my life your air my breath your voice my sound your heart my beat..... I love the way this theme goes on and on...... we shall all embrace love!
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4/23/2024 1:30:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
only what i can say is that i feel refected to see more on my life.....your poem srike my heart... in a most pleasant way to know of tomorrow.. God bless a 10+