When the bride finally meets her groom All will be set to utilize the bedroom As it is the zenith of the bloom Yearning for another tomorrow promises Working restlessly...
In the shell of wandered wonder Did freedom grumble for a caring mother, To give sons meal on this starved land With heritage for the unborn to unwind Wind of...
The blood of the forty, the souls of twenty The height of silence The state of our nation I need not mention The too many spoils Planted on our soil...
[caption id="attachment_11397" align="aligncenter" width="306"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Yesterday][/caption]Indeed yesterday exists yet only in our memories Of a truth, memories shall someday fade but sweet memories shall forever prevail And of good times...
[caption id="attachment_4895" align="aligncenter" width="383"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Faith Depends On Faith][/caption]Ashes mold faces, dressed in rugged glories... Men hurry into doom in lorry of misplaced hope And they fall into caskets of bitter worries...
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