Like a phantom -
restless and pale,
of a Gothic tale,
walks she in that fading eve,
and
into the sea of woes
silently she threw
the funeral's flowers of love -
that stripped all the music
from her life
away.
Yet she bears
a saddened smile,
adorns by some fallen tears,
to mirror only
her broken faith;
and faintly she voiced
some words
that even unheard
to the walking winds,
and helplessly she
followed the path
where those flowers
went...
Beauty in funeral flowers, portraying love that has died and stripped all music from a lover's life, brilliant idea! ! . Even funeral flowers die after a while, leaving their dried out petals upon paths were once they grew and blossomed, love having gone where those flowers went. Unique style, poignant feelings touching my heart. Great poem! ! Thank you for sharing it! ! RoseAnn.
Tragedy in bliss of love well depicted in the poem. A lovely piece of poetry penned in poetic diction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Fallen tears to mirror only. Wonderfully drafted poem shared really. Nice job done.
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Beauty in funeral flowers, portray8ing love that has died and stripped all music from a lover's life. Brilliant idea! Even funeral flowers die after a while, leaving their dried out petals upon paths where once they grew and blossomed, love having gone where those flowers went. Unique style, poignant feelings touching my heart. Great poem! ! Thank you for sharing, RoseAnn