Dark
like the shadow
of the bird
that sits alone
on the branch
waiting to be
loved by
someone
time wasted
as she loved
and loved betrayed
she turned dark
like the shadow
of the bird
that sat alone
she learned
that love
is just a dream
that never
becomes
reality
A great start with a nice poem, Mandy. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's heart touching sad story of love nicely narrated. Thanks for sharing Mandy.