A shoulder that once
supported weight.
Sheltered a lover’s head.
Now forsaken
cannot carry own.
A silhouette never meant
to stand alone.
Fades into darkening
decadent desolate backdrop.
Whilest future breaks
into broken tomorrow.
Reason lies groundless.
A shoulder soothed once.
Supported weight.
Consoled a lover’s head.
Now forsaken.
Reason lies groundless.
A silhouette lives on alone.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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im always open to new experience and with your poem i did just that, , , , , , , , i thoroughly enjoyed reading it, , , , , , , , , and i must say i learnt a new word and what it meant 'silhouette'
Great poem- although sad it shows the depth of emotion of a love lost. Well done. Spiritsong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well known feeling for me. And though, it´s not so lacerating because of the beatiful way you write, even about pain. Thank you, my friend