Challenge
To be, or not to be?
Write what my dear Shakespeare inspires!
My Hear Sings Not Love Song
Oh, my darling, my heart sings not love song
Your glistening eyes are darkened in glow
Songs change not outcomes, which I fondly long
From a heart where only wilted roses grow.
I shall live with what is my fate has restored
Your heart is barren to grow any seed
Forever sing not songs for I adored
I leave not blindly this weak heart to bleed.
Agonizing pain paid such dearly price
I’m loved yet not in symmetry order
This heart stranded not a wishful surprise
I’m forevermore refrained on border.
If this’s love ballads, shall you find unread,
Pity, not I seek, for the tears I shed.
MidnightInk (11/7/2017)
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