If it not be love, please let me die
for it is I, and I alone
who can know
my true feelings, deep within my soul
my darling, it is but for you, that I breathe
my wrists could be tied with burning rope
I would resist the flames for your heart
I’m already under your charm filled spell
I love you
more than the most magnificent sunset
ever to lay down onto this gracious earth
beams of dusk skidding off waves onto land
from the ocean so very grand
but…
If you were indeed to deny my love
then I shall sleep deeply in an everlasting dream
a poetess forever hoping
to change a broken past into love
for you my darling
I would, I would go to the end of the world
now to you” my audience”
here upon you
is your opportunity to laugh loudly…
as the great mohair grand drapes fall
dramatically to the floor
I get caught up
falling most ungraciously ass over tit
entangled both my body and pride
underneath this the main curtain
leaving me rather red faced
oh, how, how, how
could I possibly take my bow now?
even William Shakespeare himself
would have died in shame "again".
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: See some endings just cannot be perficked 😆
- Category: Humor
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Comments5
It is but no shame in being as you are within dear Teddy. 🌹
lol oh A.P you do spoil meeee..... 🌹 Hugs my friend.
In a million years you'll never spoil Teddy. 🌹
Tremendous work. I like this a lot.
I'm not convinced lol 😆 thank you dear Thomas ,then I shall take my bow. 🌹
Rrrrich versifickation there, Teddy 😂😇
Fank you sir, I've missed you. 🌹
Yeh - been away for a few days. Writ late after coming home...If I'd had all me marbles could have gone all alliterative and added with rrrich, raunchy, rude, rumbustious.... but I didn't and so you didn't - but either way 'twas good fun.
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Such a grand love, inspiring and in this there is no shame. In the pronouncing of it or the acting it out no shame as well. And if rejected the shame on one who could deny such a love. As for the fall at the end, love is a fall and so they say falling in love. I too wish to have the shame of a Shakespeare. A most inspiring and wonderful write.
Well please help me get up then, these curtains are very heavy and dusty lol
Truly humbled my dear sorrenbarret as always. 🌹 Grazie mille. 🌹
Super words Teddy. You can always arise from within that curtain and bow to us anytime and we will still applaud you.
Andy
Andy, Andy is that you? I'm underneath please bloody help me out dark dusty and there is a terrible smell of eggs now. lol
fank you my dear Andy the show must always go on and the ending isn't always perficked. 🌹
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