Poem -
The Spear
"Of tears frame of inane Fears"
The spear of tears, frame of inane fears.
Sought to deduce, a corner stone of truth.
To whom in what behold, of a crafted scroll.
To witness a love marred, of a cynical frown in the heart.
What we may please, of a crown in tease.
Often an escape to as one lean, in a fragmented plead.
How be so, of a love bind in the circle of foes.
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If love is bind in the circle of enemies, it needs to be set free
and kept secure and mature in all its wholeness, and the inane tears
will perhaps become tears worth of shedding.Â
Very good write dear poet.
BernadeteÂ
Thank you,
Bernadete van der Wielen,
To your words of wisdom, as well
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