Showing posts with label terza rima. Show all posts
Showing posts with label terza rima. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

The Girl (Terza Rima)

She is beautiful, such a youthful face
She is beautiful, so becoming
She is beautiful, with poise and grace

What a mystery, I heard her singing
What a mystery, I've watched her stroll
What a mystery, then she went missing

How I miss her, that untouched angel soul
How I miss her, of temptation's sultry
How I miss her, by wolves, spiders, and all

And I dream, perhaps serendipity
And I dream, we would meet by destiny

Bitterness (Terza Rima)

Killing life when death is absent, making
An hour trench slowly through a day
Repeating one's nihilism perverting

Shaking truth with steadfast pride away
Prying into scheming persistence
Nullifying what say "Come what may!"

Proving least of love's existence
And most of all that of God's presence