Forget Me Not
If I told you a tale woven with pearls, Would you wonder of how it came to be? If you were to ask, I would tell you this...
A lady of the wood lived within a whitened willow.
She a prisoner of her soul wore a single flower. The flower of sorrow. She lay in her tree and thinketh of something that might have been.
As she slept within in a dream on warm summer's eve,
She found herself looking upon a familiar sight.
A far away dream within a dream....Faded, yet passionate.
A deserted hope of a once renewed power of Promise,
The Promise of an eternal bond of sweet passion,
Once found within a heart of the blossoming flower of sorrow,
This Promise found through a premonition of forbidden freedom. Within a hope of a dream,
She woke to find her bonds forever cut with the razor of forgiving love.
A love that scars the face of deceit and smashes a prison of clear molten glass. And within the same night,
She left her willow to find the lost dream
by Lauren Edwards
2007-06-13 11:23:28 · 4 answers · asked by Sunshine 3 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
It's deep. And if it's really by you, we all know you're Lauren Edwards, or at least, that's your pen-name. I'll be looking for your next anthology at Barnes and Nobles or Borders.
2007-06-13 11:33:27 · answer #1 · answered by soulguy85 6 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Interesting would have been clearer and easier to read had there been proper punctuation.
You could easily refine your concepts and make your poem a lot clearer.
2007-06-13 11:28:17 · answer #2 · answered by Anna Og 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
you wrote that?! thats a great poem! I really liked it, incredibly deep
2007-06-13 12:22:20 · answer #3 · answered by Ansley119 4 · 0⤊ 1⤋
its really good. keep the work up.
2007-06-13 11:30:23 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 1⤋