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Ruth Wrights Poem
When I do walk in numerous passage
And hear the songs of the receding birds;
I behold my beloved’s sweet visage
Where on the lips I see the smile she wears.
So fresh within my mind my darling dear
When back in times beneath the verdant tree
And countless stars which seems for us so near
Embrace our solemn nights in harmony.
But dearly loved our fate is so unfair
To thee it gave the pain you couldn’t bear
And upon your ground I will let my tears
In random fall with all its art unclear.
Yet, in my heart I’ll keep our memories
As an aide memoire of our happiness.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2017
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Fountain of mercy yet fading away
Valleys of hospitality just sometimes display
Obesity of hope are now emaciating
Pervading of kindness yet vanishing..
Ocean of conflicts may always portray
Ashes of pains are always in bonds
Monument of grandeur may lead astray
The field of opportunities may sometimes run...
The joy of life are feared to be gone
Victory on things exalted the man
The bonds of glory may seldom display
The clusters of beauty illumines the day...
The bunch of laughs may taken away
Yet, candid happiness will always stay.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2015
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Along the primeval forest of mine emotions
Arouse the dancing colors of sensations
Thick, full of vigor-yes it is
Nourished within the drastic mist.
Commencing its way from nowhere stage
Until the fullness it doth besiege
Bizarre sentiment within its might
Engulfed my being with its heights.
And in the lustrous moment of time
Sung the emotion's melodious chime
Chains of laughter's beneath the sun
Spread its vastness throughout the land.
As the golden time rolled by
Emotions do rise unto the Zenith
Depicting its embers that don't die
Flaming passions in heart beneath.
The gestures it does were full of arts
Portrayed deeply by the loving heart
Until the day it lost its way
To the wounded heart where I cant say.
Wishing this feeling will have its death
Flip pages- thou art a myth.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2016
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My love for thee is like a sparrow
That cometh on rice fields and scared of scarecrows
My love will hit thine heart like an arrow
Perhaps today or tomorrow.
My love for thee is like peacock
Beautiful, noble in front and back
Its stunning colors were able to seduct
A grandeur of a luck
My love for thee is like a parrot
It speaks with love and all the truth
It says no lies for it always oath
To hold you dear in every thought
My love for thee is like a bluebird
In glorious morning thine will hear
Lovely tunes it always sang
That taketh away all your angst.
My love for thee is like a Nightingale
That comes at night and sings its jingle
Its lovely tune will remind thee that I'm here
To wait, to love and hold you dear.
Yes, I love thee and I genuinely care
Through all the years, throughout the tears
Through all the joy, through all the pains
Through all the loss, through all the gains.
You gave to me the strength to stand
When I am tripped, you gave me hand
Mind me not if I gave those lines
Lucky I am for you are mine.
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The heart never forgets when it first beat for that special friend
The moment it was ignored and the moment it was cared
The feeling of sadness when the lad was out of sight
When it felt no sympathy, it just shed its silent tears.
The heart never forgets the excitement that always comes
When the special friend is in sight, it’s as if everything is alright
How can it forgets if it begs silently for him to stay
The feeling of misery when he keeps himself away.
The heart never forgets the most exciting gift
When a simple smile to me was gave
The heart of mine then jump in joy
As if I had received a precious toy.
The heart never forgets the most longing and missing moment
When it wishes to be near him and of hugging him tight
The lonely moments spent by simply looking at the night
Saying in a self” I know, where looking at the same skies”
The heart never forgets, how could it ever forget
When his being imparted memories to me
The heart will remember the foolish things it does
Just to reach that someone, someone special in life.
The heart never forgets for it never did and it will never will….
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2017
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The freaking lizard
On the fading wall I saw
Reminds me on him.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2016
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Rivers of tears flows throughout the night
When one close to heart is out of sight
Yearning for joys we always impart
Moments we shared will always.....always beat my heart.
Shattering the time as we depart
Happy memoirs in my heart impart
Bundles of laugh may deaf an ear
Yet a gap from time will no one could ever... ever declare.
Flesh are we that flee like dust
Mingling, dwindling amongst the wind
Mingling, dwindling like billows fast
Twining, spinning our destinies pinned.
Moments we shared will always in my heart
Painted with love , for ever drawn with art.
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The morning falls from wings of day
beaming light in the fields of hay
and thine smile is now in sight
passions do rise through its heights.
as river runs in the silent brook
so my sentiment in madness soak
and the moonlit on the bay
shines brightly to close the day.
swift as the speed of light
is the sentiment on it's might
and the beaming spark of passion
reminding me the sweet illusion
the whispering of Zephyrus wind
reality to me it sends
and the curtain of ebony
engulf my emotion's tragedy.
as the howling calls of time
the sentient of mine sublime
in the bivouac field of life
within the windshield of the the strife.
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From your slumbering sleep you have risen
Gently as you open up your petals
You give smile to what the world has given
Sweet scent of yours can even melt the metals.
You arose like a gentle dawn
And you open up your eyes
Like a newest babe born
Tears trickling down as she cries
Displaying your alluring flowers
That can captivate the passers
No one and nobody is aware
That you truly and genuinely care.
Rainy season finally arrived
Your flowers tried to abide
Seeking care, comfort and affection
Only few who take the action.
Oh! How mere you are flower in the rain
How and when will you flower will reign
I do hope everything ends with a rainbow
Where there is new hope, new life for tomorrow.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2017
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Shall I match thine beauty to summer’s breeze
Unto the winters cold that never cease
Or upon the plains of the verdant spring
That sprouts with glee after the autumns bring.
Shall I compare thine laughter’s on drops of rain
Or upon the chuckling rhythm of mane
To the innocent tempo of insane
Who’s beaming eyes aloft the skylines lane?
Shall I compare thine pulchritude on glass
Upon the goblets of the royal class
Or unto a peasants cup with its rust
Where all of those just turns to awful dust.
Thou art so rare upon thy bosoms fair
An act of correlation seems unfair.
Copyright © Ruth Wrights | Year Posted 2016
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