Your hazy eyes and stumbling words
Reined in time is all I curse
Wounds said ahoy! ! port hath come
But time has sown an evil furze
Before we part for a destiny unheard
Letting goodbyes unsaid hushed up
Let’s immerse in inebriety in stupor of words
Your grief I own my sorrows you claim
Dedicated to a very dear friend
a true friendship shares what one has...like love it is also unconditional.
excellent involved piece...like something written by an estranged lonely soul in the silent cool hours of a spent aging eveing.entrancing.
No words to say No words to hear I know, what do you want say You know better than what do I want to say. Thanks dear hyder
SILENCE, A HANDFUL/A HEART FELT/A TEAR FILLED IS MY RESPONSE TO THIS POEM OF YOURS, REHAN!
dear sir great lines... and sadly u leave alot unsaid...atonce the beauty of poetry and the anguish of a tormented soul... beautiful cheers and ten
Let’s immerse in inebriety in stupor of words Rachel Ann Butler
'Your grief I own my sorrows you claim' - a hauntingly sad and touching phrase. It says it all. Beautifully written. Linda : -)
''Let’s immerse in inebriety in stupor of words Your grief I own my sorrows you claim'' very touching.....10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely touching poem 'Your grief I own my sorrows you claim' +10 regards anjalie