Completed on April 30th, 2008.
We said goodbye one last time.
My eyes, that once spoke out loud
Better than any word or rhyme
How deep and tender her I loved,
Today are just mute and cold
In her a stranger they behold.
For, brave is my girl, strong is her heart
But not strong enough to see mine writhe.
Slaves of fate, as we for ever part,
For another day I shall save my cry.
Oh, love her I did, as true as I could,
But part we must, as strangers would.
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3 comments:
"But not strong enough to see MINE writhe." Forgive me, but is the choice of word 'MINE' correct, for 'writhe' as a verb or a noun ?
And who is the speaker in this context ? Is it you? Dont mind, just some questions in my mind while I stroll in the garden of your poems.
"... But not strong enough to see mine writhe" means "Her heart is strong, but it is not strong enough to see my heart writhe". The speaker is the same throughout the poem (the person referred to in first person). Makes sense?
Ya, it does. Thanx for your effort!
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