Sunday, April 30, 2006

I raise my hopes
and like pride
they falleth
hard and flat

So now I think
is it better to
have love and lost
than to have loved

It makes one cold
hard and hollow
so that a phase like this
passes with a fleeting glance

I will remember it
and hate it every time

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

You have some talent with the poetry.

X said...

Thanks you very much.

Gracie said...

now now, Sir William....don't be blue. Be....orange! :)

X said...

Me, Sir William? You must be daff. No,no, I don't think I am a Sir William, not by a long shot. Um, be Orange? No thank you. I don't think I would like that, Blue is better tahn orange.

Gracie said...

no, dear Sir, I am not daft...

and you are right..blue is better than orange. :)

X said...

Well then, my fair lady. If you must insist, I dare not decline. Sir I will be, for your sake.

I have turned Black, from Blue.

Gracie said...

no dear me, not black! Such a morbid color. And you aren't morbid. Be blue, by all means, and not black.

X said...

Well, if you won't let me be black, I will choose Silver. Not Blue.

joe4444 said...

I'm black :)

Gracie said...

oh all right, you persistent boy..I suppose you may be silver. ;)

joe4444 said...

O thats right over-look the black guy's post.

X said...

Thank you my lady. Silver it is.

Gracie said...

well...if you want to be black, very well, Joseph, but it isn't a very flattering color.

X said...

Is Silver very flattering?

Gracie said...

well..it's shiny.. :)

X said...

Shiny? Sure.

Anonymous said...

ORANGE ROCKS!!!!!!!