The Poem


  • Lost Love

    The Poem

    It sits there huantingly on the coffee table
    She wrote it for someone else years ago,
    but it's Staring into his reality, and he wishes
    he could look away , if only he were able.

    But Bolder than life it sits , grouped in a book
    with hundreds of other poets works,
    Reminding him of what was, a long time ago,
    in a place where their love  used to exsist.

    Time moves on, sometimes love fades.
    Becoming something renewed.
    Leaving behind all those things they never could say.

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    Dano commented on The Poem


    sometimes funny how old words will strike a chord when they are revisitied... nicely written

    bforibus commented on The Poem


    this is an excellent piece reminds me of something i wroye about the same subject. very beautiful

    BoomShakaLaka commented on The Poem


    thats really cool. I have not heard a poem about a poem in a while! good imagery and words! nice!

    nonners commented on The Poem


    wow very powerful. my husband was murdered some time ago but he had a book of songs he wrote-brought me back...great reaad zen loved it

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

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

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