In The Shadow Of That Which Was Love Poem by Gert Strydom

In The Shadow Of That Which Was Love



In the shadow of that which was love
there is a river of tears that do flow,
where raw pain reaches like the feelers
of thunder on a rain night,
when eyelids do bleed out their own pain.

Saturday, January 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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