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The stars fall from the sky devoid of brightness The moon becomes a shadow of the night Dark is creeping up the morning's lightness The tears that gather steal away your sight. The rose has lost its color and its beauty No longer can you smell its sweet perfume For loving you has turned into a duty And life is now more lifeless than the tomb. I wish we could go back to the beginning I wish that we could buy back yesterday When loving you seemed so to me like winning And then became the price I had to pay. 1/11/94 |
yet again, we are writing the same thing it seems. i love this one. you have described the loss of feelings perfectly. oh, if only we could buy back our yesterdays. beautifully written. again, i can relate to this. you express your emotion so clearly. i will read more of your poems, and i'm adding this to my favs, love it. whirl** | Posted on 2006-09-19 00:00:00 | by whirl | [ Reply to This ] | I like it -and as a mother and a ex-lover -I relate | to your wonderful work and hope to be a great as you some day | Posted on 2006-07-04 00:00:00 | by ms.v | [ Reply to This ] | This is a great poem because it contains so much imagery/ description. It is so true. . . . . . . . . no matter how young or old you are you can go through this. It seems so hard . . . I hope that everything turns out okay. Grat job writing this piece. | ~ Gotham Freak ~ | Posted on 2006-06-28 00:00:00 | by GothamFreak | [ Reply to This ] | |