Poems & Haikus

Mar 09, 2008 22:25



Haikus

The time, when your eyes

Did not mirror the coldness

Of my heart, is gone.

Time, pitiless foe,

Over youth, beauty and life,

In the end, will win.

Triumph of true love,

Fairy tale fate of lovers

Has been found fiction.

Mutual feelings,

While your heart was still hoping,

Have stopped short with mine.
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