Gone are the days
where love reflects
now all I see
is defects
I am lost
my destination is not on the map
I lay here weeping
I want my life back
Copyright @ Aqua Flower
Loss is a hard thing to deal with, I find poetry and friends helps and time, it’s sad to look at a beautiful sunset and to think you will never see it again but the next sunset seems to take its place, nice poem
A nice description about happy life (sunsets) . Good thing that sunsets and sunrises never go away. There is always hope! Thank you for your words!
Life is a river. What is left behind is gone. But there are many new things ahead. Nice poem!
Describing life as a river is a good analogy. The flow of life can drown you or you can learn to be a good swimmer. :) thank you dear friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a tragic yet beautiful write
Life is full of changes...fear sometimes keeps us from making them when necessary. Thank you for reading and for your comment my friend!