Bathed in the haze of love, we mistakenly believe
That we are vitally important to another
Or that we cannot live without
The subject of our affection
Shying away from the reality
That life presents difficult choices
Sometimes, sowing love
Only to set it adrift
As the outpouring of love stops
Emptiness grows
Creating a gap, that may
In time, be filled by another
When I read this sad but very true piece, it truely makes you realise what the heart feeds from.....natural love that forms the blanket for every soft beat it plays. Loved your expressionate flow....great job...keep writing Best of Health & Happiness Jon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well said, last stanza stands fine...........rgrds/salu