Monday 12 March 2012

My Original Poems

TIME
Time is a friend and an enemy,
it is more precious than a child's penny;
it is too long and too short,
for those who made an effort.
It may correct our mistakes, 
from the time a person wakes;
we can spend it with our family,
or we may pry solemnly.

FAREWELL
Farewell to a young lass,
after she'll attend a Holy Mass;
a young lad will let the time pass;
forgetting all the memories there was.
Farewell to a young lady,
for all those tears so many;
wishing that in time she'll forgive me,
were these things meant to be?
Farewell to my lovely bride,
don't seek for the feelings I hide;
all she knew was her dear friend had died,
but all of them hid it and lied.
Farewell to an enchanting flower,
she'll always be watched above that tower;
in all the empires she'll soon conquer,
I'll always be her loyal soldier, FOREVER.