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Forsaken destiny

FORSAKEN DESTINY 

Oh destiny, why have you deserted me? 
this life of mine lays in wasted flame 
in tight restraint the heart sets free 
for liberty to make love true, a claim 

to wisdom and her open door, the mind 
alas remain in chains of mortal ways 
to crucify the acts of goodness,blind 
I walk like a caned man, through haze 

Seeking your miracle, to joyous end 
my gentle love rejoices in it's bless 
it tries to sanctify and make amends 
But what of destiny? Oh love no less! 

I'd rather live the life that's truly mine 
then weep a tear n' sing an auld lang syne. 


T.J Grén & Mystic Rose

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/19/2016 1:33:00 PM
Hi T.J. nice to see another excellent write by Vienna and yourself. A wonderful flow of lines by you both. Once more you both let the hearts sing. The emotions sing true and your words paint the canvas so clearly in my mind. This is another golden Sonnet, written by two excellent poets. May your hearts keep singing. A seven and into my faves for this little gem.
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Teppo Gren
Date: 2/19/2016 11:43:00 PM
Thank you so much again, Vladislav, for your kind support, seven and fave. T.J
Date: 11/23/2015 1:29:00 AM
7+ x 2! Great sonnet you two! Bravo!!! I'd love to quote a favorite line, but I would just be repasting the entire piece of work!
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Teppo Gren
Date: 11/23/2015 1:33:00 AM
Thank you for your kind words, Red. T.J
Date: 11/16/2015 7:59:00 PM
A most excellent sonnet by two super poets. I just presented a sonnet written early this morn, titled- "Forsaken Love".. What a strange coincidence. A7
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Teppo Gren
Date: 11/17/2015 2:00:00 AM
Thank you very much for your comment, Robert. T.J
Date: 11/14/2015 1:04:00 PM
- A wonderful sonnet, Teppo - I wish you a lovely weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Teppo Gren
Date: 11/14/2015 1:15:00 PM
Thank you, Anne Lise. I respect your comments. -hugs- T.J