Hear the Harp

April 29, 2009
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Hear the harp gently glisten
‘If music be the food of love’
Then listen.
I craved your love like the carbonated air,
It seemed to me you just didn’t care.
No passion, no bliss,
No bond or love,
No faith at all in God above.
I trusted you, open up,
I let you in.
I soon found my nightmare,
My angel of sin.
Inch by inch your heart disappeared.
That was the loss I truly feared.
Inside me you were that radiant fire,
Now I’m filled with complete un-desire
I feel no love for you,
Neither strong hate.
We can’t fix the unfixable,
It’s far too late.
I used to be your lady,
You my gallant Macbeth
But you choosing you life over my life
Meant our death.

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James Martin said...
May 9, 2009 at 2:11 pm
Kayleigh your poem is great. Its beautifully written, it seems your love for laguage comes through in your poetry. I hope you succeed in writing later on in life.
Holly A said...
May 9, 2009 at 2:02 pm
This poem is really good. 'My angle of sin', total parodox but true genius. You have a talent with words that not many other do and your so young. If i was you i would consider a carear in writing becuase its obvious to me you have a real talent.
Sarah1010 said...
May 7, 2009 at 1:22 pm
Wow this poem totaly captured me! i love the shakespeare quote at the the begining and the way he was your 'gallant Macbeth' I cant belive your only 16! keep up the good work
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