Moving Paradise Poem by Marcondes Pereira
Moving Paradise
I can't reach this holy land
that is your body,
My beloved mistress.
Endless stress
hurts me as noboby,
when I see him holding your hand.
Your smile without me is hell
Will I stay alive? I can't tell.
Your smile with him is rain
rain that burns my silent pain.
Friday, September 14, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
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5/10/2024 12:04:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Marcondes, such a well expressed sad poem in a poetic way👍👍👍
Hi, Bernard. I am glad you liked this sad poem. Sad love storiies are naturally poetic, aren't they?