Never did she knew to count the yearnings-
at distance hoping for a paternal blessing,
And that never crossed her path...
Well, tell me is it rude,
when did it all start,
before the day when all -things went wrong!
Happily saddened by the vanished hopes!
✍️Rwrites
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Rwrites (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 17th, 2025 11:41
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Comments1
Contradictions and opposites take prescience in this poem. Nicely done
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