Éire

We are children born to chaos,
longing to be free.
Our only hope for peace of mind
lies in the rhythm of the sea.

Come with me we'll dream together.
Our breath will be one with the tide.
The Emerald Isle makes my soul take flight.
This Irish heart pulses with pride.

I simply exist when lying in green.
All that I am melts away.
The ways of the world seem so trivial,
for a moment I feel okay.

This land has so much to offer,
and I have nothing to give.
Nothing but my allegiance
and all my life to live.

One day you and I will lie in the grass
of a cliff by the Irish Sea.
Two will be one and peace will be ours
nevermore to fear, just be, <3





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Inkspired said...
Sept. 21, 2009 at 8:40 pm
Beautiful. Quick question- what's the title supposed to mean?
 
Green_Eyed_Irish replied...
Sept. 21, 2009 at 11:39 pm
Thank you, this is my favorite poem :)
Oh, Teen Ink messed up the title, it's supossed to say "Eire" which means, "Ireland".
 
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