Tyrone Wingfield


Thorns - Poem by Tyrone Wingfield

After seeing the joy that love can bring
And the hearts it leaves worn and torn
I may not know why the caged birds sing
But I know why every rose bears a thorn

I know of the every hurt that love caries with it
I felt every arrow cupid strung into his bow
A curse is what I think it brings within it
A curse that its depths we will never know

I have fallen in and out this blessing in disguise
Time and time again
And the main thing I despise
Is the security that is never within

I guess I will always be a victim of this curse
But then again it could be worse


Comments about Thorns by Tyrone Wingfield

  • Evaughn Gray (5/16/2008 12:58:00 AM)


    yea i agree with David here, that was really really good, i loved it as i do many..~Hazel (Report) Reply

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  • (4/21/2008 3:00:00 PM)


    that is really good man! hahah i never thought to use the titles of poems to make a point. Great logic, in one paragraph, very nice. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 17, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 21, 2009


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