Heart Or A Languishing Flower Poem by Uriah Hamilton
Heart Or A Languishing Flower
Great men and despised slaves
All close their eyes
And bid farewell to tender sunsets
And the glorious sunrise,
Neither the great nor the insignificant
Are eternal, everlasting.
The best a poet can do
Is weep beautiful tears
In the midst of ephemeral life
Colored in hues of joy and sadness
And then hope those tears
Fall upon a heart or a languishing flower.
this was beautiful Uriah.. you mention tears and how you hope for them to fall on a heart. I can assure you that yours not only fall in a heart but they touch it as well leaving their mark.. All the best HBH
Uriah, your tenderness always amazes me. I wish everyone could see the world through your eyes. sincerely, Mary
The fall of a leaf, the ceasing of a song, the death of a flower, all of these things diminish this present landscape in ways that the unpoetic person can never understand. Praise for your empathy with the brevity of all things. Kindest regards, Sandra
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This teardropp of a poem touched my heart. Beautiful work, Uriah. - Will