Difficult Easy's

Nov 19, 2001 22:51

Take your time reading through this: that is the only way it can be read and understood!

From the distance of many states,
To the nearness of ones own heart one stays.
With more than friendship of tradgedies perform,
As one with a perfect life does adore.
To problems with one and yet two interfere.
With troubles of angry cries and tears,
One lies in the arms of an invisible angel
that takes away all one's dreams and makes them able.
Dreams to create the romance of one's life
To sit on ones arms and let go of all strife.
Dreams that lead to a life well beyond.
And then dreams that take one's own Creon (Antigone's king by Sophocles).
And yet there are those times, when dreams aren't at hand.
And pain with strife take over our land.
This anguish takes place when life can't be saved,
nor paid, nor lived, in such impossible ways.
And one morn to wake up and smell thy roses so sweet
Is just a dream that one with an angel did not meet.
Yet to sleep with that one angel, right by my side
every night is better than no life without this pride.
To love and anguish give and take all ones needs.
Yet pain and amor plant the life with new seeds.
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