Desolation

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Remember love is love... hate is hate... but the bottom line is they have the same weight...

Desolation

I knew that it is uncertain, but still I let myself to fall in the mud of confusion.

To fill my thirsty soul, my sight found you
To beat my lifeless heart, my skin felt you
To gain my priceless wisdom, my curiousity experienced you

It was great! Ful of rainbow that fills in the pot of treasure.
The kindness of your warm spirit possessed me with the smile on the lips.

But suddenly.... just as the blow of your breeze,
just as the top of your hand, just as a blink of your deep meaning eyes....

The nights are shattered...
The days are harder...
The savings of love wasted...
The dreams of high plunged very low...

Now... I felt empty... empty of happiness and full of grief of loving you truly and not loving me... truly...

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

RymaHouri’s Poems (8)

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Desolation 0
" War Remembered" by B.Gillap 1
Ice Pond 1
Wonders of Love 3
Rebel 2
Love 3
Dreams 3
Two Faces 5