Short, Beautiful Poems

Property of Barbara Durham. Do NOT copy.

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She once met this guy,

so strong and brave.

He held his head high

In the center of his cave.

She stumbled upon the very many rocks,

In search to find the un-natural and hidden locks.

Her search became a short dismay,

For She had found his display.

She looked into his big green eyes,

Only to see him say his hurtful good-byes.

She searched and looked for day upon days.

Un-even beings were placed upon her days.

The rapture of his voice had taken her in,

Only to just be pushed out again.

The ignorant voice in her head,

Kept pushing her like needle and thread.

He then shared his all mighty story,

That made most people want to leave in a hurry.

The façade of his hard shell cracked,

and she thought he wouldn't be hacked.

He said For only the strong stay weak,

And all of you will stay bleak.

The warm salty tears streamed down her face,

He then pulled me into his warm, nice, place.

He said he loved her with all of his heart,

Because her ignorance was strong and steady at the start.

He then shared his last good-byes,

so sweet and suttle,

upon her eyes.

He then grasped at the small machine,

And told her to go and never be seen.

He gave her a sweet and small kiss,

Which upon her forehead, was pure bliss.

The loud bang was heart wrenching,

It then made her heart start clenching.

She grabbed the gun from his heart,

And said 'I love you'  across the land that was now torn apart.