The Sad Truth Is That Love Does Not End Poem by Gert Strydom

The Sad Truth Is That Love Does Not End



The sad truth is
that love does not end
when its dream still lingers
and it is never spent,
if it was really true

and although it flows
like sand through fingers
falling to bits and pieces
it never really decreases
as the thing of you and me
and even treason is forgiven
in the coming and going of seasons

and feelings are indeterminably extended
in the hope of it been mended.

© Gert Strydom

Thursday, August 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Johannesburg, South Africa
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