Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower,
Cause the very sun to glower,
Though the skies their tears may shower.
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
Shame will tame the lion's power,
Make the boldest warrior cower,
Turn the taste of triumph sour.
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
For each mister, miss, or madam,
Son or lover— this is so.
In the Bible Eve and Adam
Did discover long ago...
That guilt will wilt the sweetest flower,
Steal the pleasure from the hour,
Even in the greenest bower—
Guilt will wilt the sweetest flower.
Oh how pleasant! A charming voice for a charming song, it adds to your poetry having a voice to identify with the words, well done.
Ah, so the sound recording was approved. I’m glad you liked it. Thanks for listening and sharing your reaction!
I made a long comment earlier but poemhunter glitches are ever present, so you sing and write music also, you are indeed an artist of more than facet! The truth of the effects of guilt are brought out in your words very nicely, poemhunter is fortunate to have you!
Thanks very much! The fact is that this was posted before, but I took it down and posted it again, since I didn’t like the video that they had put with it. Also the picture is different. I included my own sound file, but it hasn’t appeared yet, since they have to review it. Anyway, I appreciate your comments as always!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one understands the inescapable truth of your poem more than me. You haven't practiced this craft in vain.
So welcome and I look forward to reading you more in the future, Harley!
I'm pleased that you can relate so well to this... And thank you for the great encouragement!