There's No Such Thing As Goodbye

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There's No Such Thing As Goodbye


Like a Will bequeathed to me
seventy years or so too soon
Such nocternal delicacies
silencing an empty room
A chorus of crickets, of tawny owls
entertains the banal dusk
I illustrate this life with vows
however misunderstood as lust

So take this pen, its dying ink
for I have no further demons to exorcise
The sailing vessel surely sinks
once its grand voyage has expired
But rest assured, my dear sweet friend
the fabric of our souls, though torn,
shall weave themselves a stronger thread
All things that die are soon reborn

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

Tauremini’s Poems (15)

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Sweet Hypnosis 1
Reach For The Stars 0
A Passion Beyond Compare 0
Take a Walk With Me (pt.2) 0
Where All Rivers Lead 0
Genuine 2
Luna Sinisti 0
Atrophy 0
A Dark Spectacle 0
There's No Such Thing As Goodbye 0
And So They Burned 0
Paint a Portrait 0
That Road 0
If 0
Forever After 0