Blessed r d ppl who cry
They hav tears dat cooperate,
Sum1 I know bleeds wid pain
Yet cant vent d hurt inflictd by fate…
To b weak is a strength
Dat softens minds wicked,
D wise and mature suffer
For not bein dumb and crooked.
She’s lonely in crowd
Her joys wrapd in a shroud,
She sings herself to sleep
And her day ends wid a tearless weep…
“Happy? Of curz m happy!”
She nods her head and squeals;
But ask her deep inside,
How content she feels…
A shrug and silent sigh
Betray her depresin unrest,
D very folks she lives for,
Are those dat hurt her best.
“Where do I err?” she murmurs
“Where am I so wrong?”
Days tumble into each other,
As she wonders all night long.
Each second she yearns for luv,
Each second she grows desperate;
Blessed r d ppl who cry
They hav tears dat cooperate…- Lonely Princess
They hav tears dat cooperate,
Sum1 I know bleeds wid pain
Yet cant vent d hurt inflictd by fate…
To b weak is a strength
Dat softens minds wicked,
D wise and mature suffer
For not bein dumb and crooked.
She’s lonely in crowd
Her joys wrapd in a shroud,
She sings herself to sleep
And her day ends wid a tearless weep…
“Happy? Of curz m happy!”
She nods her head and squeals;
But ask her deep inside,
How content she feels…
A shrug and silent sigh
Betray her depresin unrest,
D very folks she lives for,
Are those dat hurt her best.
“Where do I err?” she murmurs
“Where am I so wrong?”
Days tumble into each other,
As she wonders all night long.
Each second she yearns for luv,
Each second she grows desperate;
Blessed r d ppl who cry
They hav tears dat cooperate…- Lonely Princess
2 comments:
interesting poetry...! we share the same birthdate..! 23 July...
some kind of sms poetry? interesting nevertheless :)
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