Prelude To A Tear Poem by Barry Middleton

Prelude To A Tear



life could be quite simple
yet it is capricious

a promise is like a clay pot
waiting to be broken

regrets are motions of stars
gone awry

every rose drops its petals
into oblivion

love is a fleeting serenade
lost in a storm

a kiss is the silent prelude
to a tear

Friday, January 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,betrayal,life
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