Raymond Cabrera Poems
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Mj: The Sweet Debutante
For now you turns at age of eighteen,
Like a princess during ancient scene
Wearing gown of lovely colors of red,
Dancing through the melody of life
In endless dream lingers upon your head
Your wit, your stares, your sweetest smiles,
Your traits, your dreams - my heart beguiles,
For now you're a lady and a girl no more
A complete woman that man could adore
And later or sooner as time goes by;
There come a man that will make you cry,
Why not be happy for love instead of tear?
Why not strive to love rather than fear?
Not numbers of age; nor ...
The Dirge Of Musicians
Our two musical worlds collided by sorrowful destiny
Or perhaps it was a modest stunning rhapsody,
But I could no longer hear, her cheerful symphony
Full of enchanted rhymes that brings me misery.
The latent repose of hers, halt my guitar from the right tune
Where the wavy sound of my violin will be over soon
And this gloomy piece of notes contain a million,
Severely, I was now alone and started an eon.