Merely is the bread, wine and thy
Thou countenance, thou eyes and th
It works in harmony its thou sense
The weariness is the achievement m
Its the effort of thou pain all be

On love will you hate when time
Waltz by unpleasantly and same
Love will the lapping wave satisfy
A couple of beauty praise.
More love and pure strength will

Nature is
A beautiful
And most
Hated luxury
But you

A very good piece,
Writing a good poetry is like maki
Or trying to get to sleep as a kid
Or hearing an ice cream truck and
There is no certainty that you wou

Most of them
Lives here
But as a
Visitor I
Lecture them

O God no
Not this song again
Not this same old melody
Which bores me like forever
On the road, pub, shops

I have read them enough to fill me
With tenderness; to sigh a relief
On my soul with heavenly mind,
Because now i could sight them far
As they would lease pleasure to me

Goodbye You!
Goodbye to the willow-land and the
Where all the tears, emotions, bre
And deep fears are all shared.
Goodbye to the weary-trees, the la

It is just another dreary poem
Her heart will forever endure and
As he felt no human rage or human
Felt no anger, love and care in hi
In silence he slumbered in his dee

Words cannot say
How long i would love to live
Words be dear not to say
How much i would rather live to fi
Words better not say