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The Cry - Love Poem

Updated on July 11, 2013

As time goes on and on,
Leaving me far behind,
I relax and fake a yawn,
Pretending to be blind.
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But deep in my heart,
I feel the awful pain,
The pain of misery and loneliness,
Soaking me like the ruthless rain.
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The pleasures and joys,
Are not my destiny,
I am a frivolous boy,
My life is just a mutiny.
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As I walk past the dismay,
Wishing it to get over,
It seems like an endless bay,
Where I am an aimless rover.
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Something in my life is calling,
Its calling me to break the chain,
The chain of sorrows and wailing,
And dance merrily in the floral rain.

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Surely I will fly again,
As the sky is now all mine,
Breaking off the rusted chain,
My life has got a golden shine.

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      Greg Schweizer 3 years ago from Corona, California.

      Another job well done. keep up the good work. Greg

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      Siddharth 3 years ago from Jaipur

      Thanks

      :)

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