18.4.05
Poetry Corner!
Isle of Desire
When thrust onto the wretched Utopia
Ne’er a soul departs
From the cursèd isle
Where desire takes heart.
The isle feeds off lovesick fools
Who knows the pain of what can happen
And yet still continues to
Do what they always have been.
The fools, they know they can never have
What they truly long for.
They think there’s a tiny spark of hope,
But still know that their hearts will be tore.
The isle knows this and fills their hearts
With a thick desire filled mist.
Some say the isle of desire is just a
Myth, but I know from experience that it exists.
Isle of Desire
When thrust onto the wretched Utopia
Ne’er a soul departs
From the cursèd isle
Where desire takes heart.
The isle feeds off lovesick fools
Who knows the pain of what can happen
And yet still continues to
Do what they always have been.
The fools, they know they can never have
What they truly long for.
They think there’s a tiny spark of hope,
But still know that their hearts will be tore.
The isle knows this and fills their hearts
With a thick desire filled mist.
Some say the isle of desire is just a
Myth, but I know from experience that it exists.
# posted by Nikki @ 12:35 
