Of Lies Told That Once Destroyed Innocent Girls' Lives
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The Convergence of the Twain
--- By Thomas Hardy
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic")
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Of Lies Told That Once Destroyed Innocent Girls' Lives
( Inspired after reading Thomas Hardy's famous poem
Titled- The Convergence Of Twain,
( Lines On the loss of the "Titanic" )
Of Lies Told That Once Destroyed Innocent Girls' Lives
I
In writhing agony she fell
As under an accursed spell
Far away rang echoes of lies he tells.
II
As sorrows wedded her to life
Heart cut by invisible knife
World now bequeathed misery and strife.
III
No hope, her world turned to ash
Each breath became another gash
She now felt each and every hard lash.
IV
No pity could her sad aches cure
He had won , of that she was sure
Gone innocence of what was once so pure.
V
Not fathoming why he lied
She hung her pretty head and cried
She that was once her family's great pride.
VI
Her life was now a blacken curse
She composed her first death verse
For now living for her was by far worse.
VII
As golden moon cast its bright beams
Gone were her all romantic dreams
She waded into the deep icy stream.
VIII
Praying death would be her new friend
Her nightmare would come to an end
Into the cold depths she did so descend.
IX
Later those lies he did confess
Crying out for the entire mess
Begging for forgiveness from his sweet Bess.
X
Finding only cold silence came
Too late he saw the devil's game
He too entered the stream out of shame.
XI
This world had again TRUTH denied
An innocent girl had died
People followed their ignorant pride.
XII
Now life is too oft much the same
To some life is but a mere game
Evil world cries- nobody is to blame.
Robert J. Lindley, 12-12-2020
Rhyme . (Tribute to Thomas Hardy)
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The Convergence of the Twain
-- By Thomas Hardy
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic")
I
In a solitude of the sea
Deep from human vanity,
And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches she.
II
Steel chambers, late the pyres
Of her salamandrine fires,
Cold currents thrid, and turn to rhythmic tidal lyres.
III
Over the mirrors meant
To glass the opulent
The sea-worm crawls — grotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent.
IV
Jewels in joy designed
To ravish the sensuous mind
Lie lightless, all their sparkles bleared and black and blind.
V
Dim moon-eyed fishes near
Gaze at the gilded gear
And query: “What does this vaingloriousness down here?” …
VI
Well: while was fashioning
This creature of cleaving wing,
The Immanent Will that stirs and urges everything
VII
Prepared a sinister mate
For her — so gaily great —
A Shape of Ice, for the time far and dissociate.
VIII
And as the smart ship grew
In stature, grace, and hue,
In shadowy silent distance grew the Iceberg too.
IX
Alien they seemed to be;
No mortal eye could see
The intimate welding of their later history,
X
Or sign that they were bent
By paths coincident
On being anon twin halves of one august event,
XI
Till the Spinner of the Years
Said “Now!” And each one hears,
And consummation comes, and jars two hemispheres.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2020
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