When last the afternoon
spoke upon broken lives
a slow heartbeat of sad
fortune would allow
a silence.
For while love
might be forever
drawn the reality
of shattered dreams
spoken.
Out loud the river
runs deep with
somber current
an epiphany in steady
flow
Thought to be gibberish
real moments of despair
lost in a lush forest
holding strong in her
memory.
Would he that cry
within the summer
breeze a faltering
echo screams of need
forsaken.
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| a quiet man on I know she knows |
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Work by Rain Alchemist
Make your life a poem.
Glimpse of the vivid colourful shades on a palette of chaos
Loving everything that sparkles, is glitzified and shines in a reality type of life!
Words are the only thing left holding me together.
thoughts of yours & thoughts of ours...would create an unforgettable memoir !!!
Dare to Dream. Live to Love.
Poetry and Prose by Ana Daksina
COLLECTED THOUGHTS UNFOLDED
NATALIA'S SPACE
A dark spill of worlds and words
How to organize an unbelievable marriage
Rhymes and Reasons
© Scott F Savage
Secrets, Betrayal, Romance & Love, combined are the pieces of me
Drop The Guilt and Humanize
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