A Poem I Wrote A While Ago

Here's the lamest poem I've written in my life. Technically, it's backwards. Now you know I can't write poetry.

Farewell

By: Mulan

November 21, 2010

Where?

Where art thou heart?

My lone soul aches for they soul,

My heart chases thy sweet voice from the Mistress of Spring

To the Ends of this Winter,

Yet thou eludes from my sight.

Where?

Where is thy heart for thy exhausted love?

Thy lovely eyes blend into Spring;

Thy laugh disappear with the trickles of Summer,

Thy warm touch is gone with the leaves of Autumn,

And I am left along for the cold, cold Winter.

Where?

Where art thou, my love?

Only Time waltzes a mellow dance with my lonely soul,

The birds of Spring my chorus;

The crisp leaves of Autumn my maids.

The sweet of Summer my dress,

The snowflakes of Winter my hope.

The Sun has set once again,

Only to peek out with the grand mountains the next day.

I shall walk an endless walk once more,

And shall not stop 'till another day.

O' my love,

My tender heart has finally passed on.

My hands, my eyes, my feet...

Ah, they all have a companion, yet thy maiden is so alone.

Where hath thou gone?

Hath thous passed on?

So then,

Until we may meet again,

Farewell, my love,

Farewell.