Description: I wrote this piece quite some time ago, but I haven't been able to get the creative juices going in a couple days so I thought I would submit it and see what you think.
Where Love Goes to Die -------------------------------------------
The place where waves stop crashing,
And stars refuse to shine
Where Heaven's just a mystery,
To body soul and mind.
A place where hearts stop beating,
And birds refuse to sing
A place where you look inside yourself
And don't see anything.
A place so full of sorrow,
That even trees are blue
A place that knows no meaning
A place that knows no you.
This is a place I've been to
One too many times,
A place where dreams get shattered,
It's where love goes to die
Very well done, normally when writers try to rhyme, it turns out horribly, but the rhyme in this... it works. I think thats a pretty dang good compliment.
i have a similar styled poem, only yours is better. it's like reading the lighting process of a stage - each part lighted differently and one at a time until you step back and the stage is ready for the players. melancholia beauty at it's best, very lovely to read. =]
this poem sounds very depressing, which is why i love it ! the despair and frustration, reminds me when my uncle would make me watch jonathan livingston's seagull over and over. don't ask me why? i'm a weird one. i'm being honest of what came to mind. your poem made my day. today everything fit into place and your poem made for a good evening towards my slumber. buona notte
Submission Name: Where Love Goes to Die
i liked the rhyming in this poem i thought it worked well