poem. ---Die for Love---

---Die for Love---

I sit in the park where I dwell,
For this boy I love so well.
He took my heart away from me,
Now he wants to set me free.
I see a girl on his lap,
He says things to her he never said to me.
I ran home to cry on my bed,
Not a word to mother was said.
Father came home late that night,
He looked at me from left to right.
He saw me hanging from a rope,
He took his knife to cut me down.
And on my dress a note was found:
Dig my grave, Dig it deep.
Dig my grave, From head to feet.
And on the top place a dove.
And remember this, I died for love...

Nightfalls_Girl

umm, good poem and all, but isnt this the complete opposite to 'humor'?

suits me very well, unfortunately...she never said things like those to me...but the frustration came through eyes and everything got washed away with those tears ...i felt relaxed...and free..than before........

yah so what if it is the oposit. it is still a poem and it still is powerfull and a good peace of litrature..


Nightfalls_Girl

Dood, you got to have C+P that from some where cause you cant spell for **** normaly!!!!
LOL!

that was a very powerful poem nighfalls.

That made me stop and think for some unknown reason.

And who cares if it is the opposite, were in here to relax and to have a good time.

Dont listen to em nightfalls,

cheers

yah i did cut n past it.. im unshoure of the auther tho. it was from a chain email i receved..


Nightfalls_Girl

Maybe this should be in GCC, let me say it didn't um..make me laugh!