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Conjolted Poetry

Conjolted Poetry

Sunday, 20 July 2014

Love's Hamartia

Love's Hamartia

Dearly beloved,
we are gathered here today,
engulfed in peonies and black roses,
to eulogise the lives of two youth.

Even though love may come and go,
like the roses wilt after they grow,
many of us still venture on our knees
pleading like peasants for our life to seize.

Ayeh! Worry not dear youth,
you will build your sand castle
To uplift you like air Brussels,
then awash, having crushed into waves,
your castle will teach you time's lesson.

Which by rise of morning Sun,
and twinkle of  evening moon;
tides calm in cold sea by day,
and rage in warm sea by night.

Time is our teacher,
which when slowed down,
brings joy and comfort,
ayeh when it speeds up,
brings misery and worry.

And you my dear hamsters,
on the run for fruits of life;
travel not unaware of change,
only ready to take on its balance.

May this confetti celebration,
and my unpleasant gallow humour
bid you farewell as you enter
love's unpredictable hamartia

By death's cursed end,
I now pronounce you;
Husband and Wife.

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