THE REASON.

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    THE REASON.

    You are the reason i sing,
    You are the reason i live,
    You are the reason i sting,
    Much more the reason i now stink.

    Your enterance to my heart feels like the water spring,
    Cool and steady,it makes the bell in my heart ring,
    Seasons greeting with you,you bring,
    Thats why to you my soul will forever cling.

    There's a place in my heart where no one is kept,
    Its always dusty and left unswept,
    Its always dry and full of dirt,
    Simply because there's no one to call my pet.

    Somehow you got in and since then i've been happy,
    My heart is gladened and my kids can call me daddy,
    Being wealthy does not mean appearing flashy,
    My achievements may have been snappy,
    But with you i can say they are more rapid.

    What is life without a friend,
    What are achievements when someday all will end,
    What is power when there is no one to defend,
    What is money that i have but then i can't spend,
    All of these to me now have meanings,
    Cos you're the reason why i'm living.

    There are two sides to every man,
    The beauty and the beast as experienced by every woman,
    The beauty shows her love and keep her worm,
    The beast will roar to protect her from harm.

    His words to her are like the movement of the serpent,
    Well known to her since she is also homosapien,
    He spits venom in his anger like a viper,
    He fights to finish all who wants to harm her.

    Like a bee,all her adversaries he will sting,
    Like the wind,all her enermies he will fling,
    Those who love her,from afar he will bring,
    Hoping that someday,she will wear his ring.

    Unfortunately,her opinion is different from what he thinks,
    For her,being a man is all about what you control and what you drink,
    Your choice mansion,posh car and certainly you womans diamond ring,
    These and much more were her wishes and her dreams.

    Why was'nt i informed of all of these things,
    Why was'nt i told that love could be so cruel and so mean,
    Once again i can hear the bell in my heart ring,
    Gradually the sound fades away as i listen to the last ding,
    Slowly my eyes have become dim,
    As i quietly became still within.

    Now i can no longer sing,
    Even when i'm hurt,i can no longer sting,
    All this is because i'm dead and now i stink.

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    mykhail commented on THE REASON.

    02-19-2009

    Pagaa, Truly a beautiful piece of poetry, amazing, fantastic, I love it, symbolism is wonderful!

    PunoAngulus commented on THE REASON.

    02-11-2009

    Wow, I like the usage of the words moving harmoniously through and through the poem. I loved it. It touched my soul. Amazing.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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