Weep
My soul does weep
With the love I do keep
Locked away inside of me
For no one but thee
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
mbrhyme’s Poems (6)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Misty Eye Disease | 0 | 04/26/2010 |
| Poetry My Mistress | 0 | 04/26/2010 |
| Lift My Eyes | 0 | 03/04/2010 |
| Shine | 0 | 01/23/2010 |
| Weep | 0 | 01/23/2010 |
| Echos | 0 | 01/23/2010 |
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