Petals torn from faded roses,
Memories stored in jars.
Photographs with different poses,
To worship from afar.
Love has gone from her heart,
Sadness fills his soul.
What of the vow to never part?
To live two lives, as a whole?
Emptiness fills the days,
Loneliness the nights.
Through teary eyes filled with haze,
She remembers all their fights.
What of the love they shared?
Could it be it's only hiding?
Or has it simply disappeared,
from lack of simple trying?
It seems a waste, an awful shame,
That love should part,
Just as it came...
With very little effort.
Let's raise a glass-
To the memory of love.
DEE...DARTING SCRIPT...TIGHT, SMOOTH FLUX....ALL-IN -STEP RHYTHM TEN FOR THE '' MEMORY OF LOVE ''! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~F. J. R.~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
So tender and real...a beautiful poem Dee. A ten from me. Love, Valsa
Dee, interesting line... love does come and go with very little effort. GREAT poem! Brian
Beautifully written with such a clear and touching message Melissa x
This one is very true.The memories remain sweeter, stronger when you lose your love when you are both young and very much in love.
Well crafted and very evocative. A tidy summing-up of all the pains that only love can bring. Nice work.
This is one of the best/romantic poem I've ever read on this website! And that my friend, is the TRUTH!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
10/10! I love this poem so much! Another great write! Keep up the good work :)