Poetic Suicide Poem by Tia Maria
Poetic Suicide
As the red rose that turned to black
Is the bud that just could not bloom
November rain brought so much pain
On what started suddenly ended so soon
Silence has replaced the sounds of song
All is quiet and become uncomfortably numb
Words have no substance and cannot rhyme
As the empty page ends in poetic suicide
i offen want to write but my mind is blank good poem keep trying it will come
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5/5/2024 12:04:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Things go around to come around again - and soon the poetry bug will bite Tia... but I loved your imagery...... a 10 from Fay for this tender acknowlegment to the times when we lose our muse......xx