Poetic letter: "We want evil, for our good"

Gone are our promises,
In a peaceful life, caressing,
Dishes broken, cries faded,
Quickly find our liberty.

 

Sure, we hated,
We are betrayed,
Our troubled smiles fade,
Our souls pained, cry tears.

 

Children, dogs, cats, horses racy,
Houses, studios, luxury watches,
The time of reckoning has come,
Breaking the marriage of raw.

 

In these unlucky days,
Where nothing is fades,
Our actions keep in mind,
Our troubles, sharp strife. 

 

To agree as our ideas,
Faced with signs of our mistakes
Let's make peace, respect us,
Boldly surpass our doubts.

 

Despised, we want evil
The distance, gum scandal,
And forgive the old links,
Separated, for our good.

All rights reserved, Joëlle Jean Baptiste
Written for a heroine in a series.

(2) Poetic Letters. The choice.

You did not let the choice,
You had already made your road,
While I had a hope,
While I had a chance
To tell you with insistence.

This love, which overflows in my heart,
This love, that I carry with weal,

  I was as troubled,
By your words unbridled,
While I had to speak,
While I had the strength
To tell you those sweetness.

This love, which overflows in my heart,
This love, that I carry with weal,

You left without a glance,
And I stayed in silence,
While I had to dry my tears,
While I needed time
To tell you the desire.

This love, which overflows in my heart,
This love, that I carry with weal,

I read our letters sentimental,
I cried, I was impressionable,
While I had to win this battle,
While I had the courage
To tell you seeing our images.

This love, which overflows in my heart,
This love, that I carry with weal,

Chance made us meet,
Surprisingly, you had not forgotten,
While I had to decide,
While I needed have the choice
To tell you that I had left drop.

This love, that overflowed in my heart,
This love, that I wore with weal.

All rights reserved, Joëlle Jean Baptiste