This was the sucky poem I wrote/thought I wrote back in tenth. I think I wrote it, because it genuinely came to me when I was staring at a blank page. But it's kind of good, or so I think, so I can't possibly have written it.
My mind might have copied it from the books I read, I guess. If someone who knows about these things had told me it was crap, then I'd accept it as mine. Obviously. :D
Mysterious Forest
In the mysterious forest lurks an ancient power,
It will stir only for its beloved,
For it has the power to love, love everlasting,
Along with the weaknesses that love creates.
Then why do they look upon it as bad? It is only good.
The mysterious forest houses all those who need it,
And all those who love it,
Although people may speak about its darkness,
And people may stare at its dense foliage.
Who are they to speak ill? It is only good.
The mysterious forest, has many things seen,
Many lovers entwined, many poets inspired,
Yet, it inspires only bad thoughts, of death and disease,
By the people covered by its long shadows.
Why do they know and love it as evil? It is only good.
Mysterious forest, speak to me,
If you will, speak of the life that you have reared,
Of the love and affection that you have given to the ones that love you,
Of the pain that you have taken, and dispelled.
Why will you not trust me, like you trusted my ancestors? You are only good.
Life and love are all well, Mysterious forest, yet
Will they ever learn from their mistakes?
If you will forgive them, let them be forgiven,
Start anew, with all your love.
Will they remember? Will they learn? You are only good.
Mysterious forest, they have accepted their fate,
Believing that you never gave them a chance,
Until their last breaths,
Never wanting to admit their mistakes,
Are they going to die? All for the sake of a flower? Please reconsider. You are only good.
The love of one in a lower place,
The contempt of one in a place much higher,
Yet, to love the one much higher, and hate the devoted servant,
The fate of a foolish human being.
When will they realize they have wronged you? For, You are only good.
Mysterious forest, cry not a tear,
Say not a word,
Sing not a song,
Of loneliness and disgrace.
Why should you not? You are only good.
Mysterious forest, I think,
That you love the people even when they hate you,
That you care for the ones that have cast you aside,
That you regret their mistakes, feel their sorrows.
Why is it that you are so loving? You are only good.
Why would something so pure,
be in love with such filth?
Why would the hand that helps,
help the hand that hurts?
Is it something they did when I was young, a mere child? If it is, then you are only good.
The power of the forest,
The one which no one knows, but everyone fears,
I feel its longing for life, for love,
I know it wants to be free again.
Why then, sacrifice yourself for them? Because you are only good.
My mind might have copied it from the books I read, I guess. If someone who knows about these things had told me it was crap, then I'd accept it as mine. Obviously. :D
Mysterious Forest
In the mysterious forest lurks an ancient power,
It will stir only for its beloved,
For it has the power to love, love everlasting,
Along with the weaknesses that love creates.
Then why do they look upon it as bad? It is only good.
The mysterious forest houses all those who need it,
And all those who love it,
Although people may speak about its darkness,
And people may stare at its dense foliage.
Who are they to speak ill? It is only good.
The mysterious forest, has many things seen,
Many lovers entwined, many poets inspired,
Yet, it inspires only bad thoughts, of death and disease,
By the people covered by its long shadows.
Why do they know and love it as evil? It is only good.
Mysterious forest, speak to me,
If you will, speak of the life that you have reared,
Of the love and affection that you have given to the ones that love you,
Of the pain that you have taken, and dispelled.
Why will you not trust me, like you trusted my ancestors? You are only good.
Life and love are all well, Mysterious forest, yet
Will they ever learn from their mistakes?
If you will forgive them, let them be forgiven,
Start anew, with all your love.
Will they remember? Will they learn? You are only good.
Mysterious forest, they have accepted their fate,
Believing that you never gave them a chance,
Until their last breaths,
Never wanting to admit their mistakes,
Are they going to die? All for the sake of a flower? Please reconsider. You are only good.
The love of one in a lower place,
The contempt of one in a place much higher,
Yet, to love the one much higher, and hate the devoted servant,
The fate of a foolish human being.
When will they realize they have wronged you? For, You are only good.
Mysterious forest, cry not a tear,
Say not a word,
Sing not a song,
Of loneliness and disgrace.
Why should you not? You are only good.
Mysterious forest, I think,
That you love the people even when they hate you,
That you care for the ones that have cast you aside,
That you regret their mistakes, feel their sorrows.
Why is it that you are so loving? You are only good.
Why would something so pure,
be in love with such filth?
Why would the hand that helps,
help the hand that hurts?
Is it something they did when I was young, a mere child? If it is, then you are only good.
The power of the forest,
The one which no one knows, but everyone fears,
I feel its longing for life, for love,
I know it wants to be free again.
Why then, sacrifice yourself for them? Because you are only good.
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