Weep Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Weep
Broken hearts do bleed. Deep as
the deep red sea's. As wave's
wash over me, and the sea gulls
cry their lonesome melody. Time
washes on the beach. Sound of
the fog horn, distant meek. As
the night skies began to speak.
And the moons tears, weep.
Broken heart feels lonesome and helpless. He feels the nature's songs unusual. He often weeps in sorrows. His realtionships with other become fade. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks.
Thank You! ! ! Kumarmani, For Such A Considerate Thoughtful Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry Has Such A Beauty That Speaks Powerfully Of Nature, Creation, And Gods Spirit Deep! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! ! I Look Forward To Reading! ! ! ! !
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5/1/2024 8:28:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I liked this poignant poem about broken heart. 'Sound of the fog horn', night skies among others are powerful muscles to the skeleton of your poem.....top score!