This is a poem I wrote when I was playing around in my room, trying to concoct a song that ended up being this poem. "Relating to any person, living or dead, is entirely coincidental," or however that goes. :)
A Tale of Woe
I've come to tell
a sorrowful tale
that wrings my heart with grief
I've come to tell
a sorrowful tale
that pains me just to think
first I had a bird
not significant you may think
but that was the beginning
of all my grief
it was a rare beauty
that young bird of mine
then one day
in its prime,
it died
after that bird of mine
died so carelessly
the war began
then everyone
seemed to have died
with my husband
and children too
then my family left
to escape the war
and I was left alone
now I've told my tale of woe
of my life shattered brutally
so take pity
on this young widow
whose joy ended to suddenly
This is so ridiculously tragic I had my English tutor roaring by the time she finished it. I'm sorry this is positioned weirdly, I don't know what's wrong with my computer. I hope you've enjoyed it!
