The rose inflamed with fragnance
Has made me cry
For my memories are working
In overtime with every sniff
How you used to send me a rose
Each year on my birthday
Saying you were thinking of me
I kept them all in my copy of poems
That wrote for you
But it's been years since you did that
And I don't remember when you stopped
I guess you found yr true love
Leaving me broken and desolate
Waiting in the desert with cups of sand
To serve you
'cups of sand To serve you' is the highlight...interesting write
Heartfelt write. Waiting in the desert with cups of sand to serve- great imagery. Thanks for sharing.
LeeAnn, I think that Sting would really appreciate your wonderful poem and kind gesture. I saw him together with Annie Lennox. What a great concert!
Great One, that really transmits the sentiment and that cup of sand!
Beautifully, emotionally charged, poignant.. love lost leaves such a vacuum in the heart…
Beautifully and so sadly inspired. A love betrayed is the most painful, even once expired. An forgettable, excellent piece!
This is wonderful, LeeAnn! I really enjoyed the imagery, such as 'The rose inflamed with fragrance has made me cry, ' and 'Waiting in the desert with cups of sand to serve you.' 5 stars.
Ever so heart moving! .. And powerfully expressed! .. Straight to the heart! .. Beyond #ing! ..+++++++++++++++++++
This stings the heart! sorry had to go there! . I really love the imagery you invoke, its evocative, and embracing. I wish I could write like this. Great tribute to a great musician
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is definitely a remarkable piece....thank u, dear poetess...