smouldering into ashes
of powdery passion,
spent sentiments of
a stolen, broken heart
and a fiery furnace of feelings
i sink into the abyss
of my lost and lonely love...
shocking and sudden
how this unburnt passion
ceases
a live coal crumbling
into cold impotent ashes
a sun-setting love
hurriedly earthed...
a love's lost
can i get it back?
Why would anyone want toget back a lost love? Not me. There are more fish in the sea, and among those fish is one that cares deeply, and has staying power. This poem was written with emotion and feeling, and a longing for a true love. Thank you for sharing. Hugs, Barbara
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you're right. just that sometimes you can't help but yearn for that precious thing that's slipping off you!