Friday, August 29, 2008

Random Verses (1)

Here I lie, sleep deprived,
Lonely and all the more confused;
Wondering why two hearts already fused,
Must be made to tear and divide.

Again a day passeth beyond, out of sight;
Again I linger on unto the morn' light.
My soul calleth out amidst the night -
The beckoning cry of a lover's plight.

A man once torn shed his voice,
For the love of song he and his friends;
Betwixt was he as a fair maiden extends,
A hand of friendship and gives him no choice -

But to take the chance and her hand,
And pray to the power divine:
'Forgive me as on this earth I stand,
Bewitched by a maiden, could she be mine?'

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