Tuesday, September 11, 2007

You sure you wanna read my poems?

Just two simple poems that rhymes.
Feel free to laugh at it :P
for yours truly is obvious no poet..

the whispering willows tell a tale
one of which is sad and stale
A boy in love but sick and ill
a girl whose love is real

The boy dreamt of her at dawn
of the girl who turned into a swan
Thus a tale that's sad and worn
one of which was told at morn


flickering lights
famished minds
fluttering hearts
foolishly entwines

faint thoughts
feebly flouts
feverish bods
fondly fought



mrsc said...

I liked the dual word one at the bottom, I think it makes sense and sounds great too :D

Eileen. 静 said...

thanks.... hey doesn't seem to get a chance to talk to u over msn