Love Is Dying Poem by Lora Colon
Love Is Dying
It's over, our love is dying,
It won't make it through the night;
The willows are weeping in anguish,
While the stars cry their tears of light
A rose bows its head in sorrow,
Exhaling its last perfumed breath;
A love that once burned so brightly -
Suffering this untimely death!
Tonight all the doves are mourning
And asking 'How can this be? '
Waves patiently wait at the shoreline
To carry the remains out to sea
Dismal is the mood in heaven,
We've made the angels cry;
May God in his mercy intervene
And not let this precious love die!
When love dies all hope is gone. Can only be resurrected when new love starts to bloom. Never give up on love. A good write.
Lovely to see that rhyme and metre still abound here. A well written poem on an overworked theme. David
Indeed this is a lovely constructed poem with such a romantic flow. May I suggest, to keep the meter going, in the third stanza “Waves patiently wait at the shoreline”? and in the fourth stanza third line, to shorten the line by one syllable, perhaps use “intrude” for “intervene”. Please read mine – Love’s Diamond – Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 10:47:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Love the ABCB flow with good rhyme and rhythem. Lovely poem. Have a read of my sonnets VI & VII its on the same theme.