When Love Lived

When Love Lived

A Poem by Alexander B. Kerri

"When Love Lived" By Alexander Kerri

Waiting so long, a love that lasted so strong,
But wickedness then attributed the feeble loveliness,
Forcing a bonded relationship among breakage,
Never to discover another age,
An age when loveliness was much more beautiful than all,
and when the seas would sing silently the winds,
The sea and wind twins,
Battling for affection, then to bond,
And then fondly to forever bond,
Just like the couple once fondled.

Photo: "Quand l'amour a vécu" Par Alexander Kerri

Attendre si longtemps, un amour qui a duré si fort,
Mais la méchanceté alors attribué la faible beauté,
Forcer une relation de liaison entre les bris,
Jamais de découvrir un autre âge,
Un âge où beauté était beaucoup plus beau que tout,
et lorsque la mer se chanter silencieusement les vents,
La mer et les jumeaux de vent
Battling d'affection, puis à coller,
Et puis tendrement pour coller toujours,
Tout comme le couple une fois caressé.

"When Love Lived" By Alexander Kerri

Waiting so long, a love that lasted so strong,
But wickedness then attributed the feeble loveliness,
Forcing a bonded relationship among breakage,
Never to discover another age,
An age when loveliness was much more beautiful than all,
and when the seas would sing silently the winds,
The sea and wind twins,
Battling for affection, then to bond,
And then fondly to forever bond,
Just like the couple once fondled.

© 2013 Alexander B. Kerri


Author's Note

Alexander B. Kerri
This was a romantic poem written upon the year 2011 while within my tranquil room when love had once struck me then had left me the next.

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Alexander B. Kerri
Alexander B. Kerri

London, London, United Kingdom



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