Secret garden
Contributed by
Glorified
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Thursday, 30th June 2005 @ 09:40:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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The secret garden,
that everyone has, ready for the golden plant,
the golden natural beauty, the rose i found.
i found it young, tender and vulnerable
knowing my garden yearns and yawns
deeply, and strongly for the golden rose,
i approached it,
with gentleness and carring arms,
looked deeply at her,
expressed my desire, the garden s desire
she agreed.
finaly i have the beauty of life
the reason to live,
living, instantly became natural and
adorable, knowing i belonged to her
i showed love, daily i looked after her,
our friendship grew, we spiritualy became woven
a bond was established, such chemistry
such intimacy
until, out of the blues
she broke out,
as usual i visited my garden,
to see the golden plant,
my garden, my secret one..
where is the rose?
no answer,
the garden is broken
she broke out, the damage
so intense, contrite and painful
the pain of ever loving what was not yours
and knowing you cannot have it back
how bad to the secret garden?
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