Creative Writing The Lady Patience

Okay here we go, my latest poem is done. I am happy to put it up here and I can not wait for your comments


Lady Patience

She sat behind the window
Not giving up
And with fingers so tight
She held her teacup
There was leaving and left
There was lying and lied
There was loving and loved
There was dying and died

Her love was so strong
That she couldn’t forget
With every stab in her heart
For every tear that she shed
So many time passed
And yet to come a long way
Her heart almost broke
For she cried every day
Love controlled her
With all odds and ends
It made her different
She even lied to her friends
It took the sparkles from her eyes
This widow of life
Soon to become
Death his wife

It all happened so quickely
It all happened so fast
In the blink of an eye
It was all in the past
But like the stubborn child
She could not forget
She locked up her memories
All in her head
And with nothing but pictures
Of things that once were
She became ill
And there was no cure

On a cold winter night
Through the sky flew a dove
It was a sign
Of the most faithful love

She had loved
She had lied
The Lady Patience
She had died

 

interesting poem indeed, I like your style I guess. It has something of sadness but on the other hand it is not too depressing and has something mysterial. Nice job silverline.
I believe you have made other poems too, I will read them too sometime.

 

Thanks a lot I am glad that you like my style.
Its the first poem that I made in a while. I want to make them better but I do not know if I succeed in doing that

 

I guess one has to follow your whole process to be able to decide that
But anyways I read the other onces, and somehow this one seems different, but I cant really tell why