Your Poem

by Sean Allen   Nov 22, 2004


One day in the Journey of our lives
I found myself in a great forest;
ethereal light slicing in like knives.
I knew that, again, I had lost my way.

Then, by some immense and fey stroke of fate,
came a gift from the queen of femmes fatale.
The seraph she sent was almost too late;
with her help I finally found my path.

Oh my angel, with gentle eyes so true;
with sweet, esoteric, ambrosial skin.
Respite from my plight you sought to renew.
My soul, my life, this poem is for you.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lost & Delirious

    This poem is so amazing, I really liked it. It's so original, and well written. I loved the way you expressed your love, and it kept my attention.

    Great job! 5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    Hmm...short yet sweet and powerful. I loved the images you gave out with the description, along with the word usage. I found it very adorable, in my mind. :)

  • 20 years ago

    by Aken Sol

    yay intelligence. That's alwayz nice to have. Lol. Well.... your big words didn't knock the sense of meaning this poem had away and the meaning tself was quite nice. Interesting format...

    Aken Sol

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