Tuesday, 24 April 2007

POETRY - LOVE


Joy to Pain:

What a look from a pretty little face can do,
Bringing joyful sunshine, enlivening every moment, into a vibrant chorus.
Expectations, those concealed snares, that exert demands,
Creating spells of beguiling false dawns, an illusionary promise.
Whose disappointment colours joy, into a dark agony of self-centred, emotive displays,
That turn selfless sweet love, into assertive individualism and combative defensive posturing.

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