I cried when you left
The words unspoken
Had stabbed my warm heart
Cold blade to the bone
But you were so moved
On Valentine's Day
With the remembrance
Of our souls' love
Such a tragic loss
Portrayed through heart songs
Still feeling tears
Of such pain and joy
Greatly appreciated, Dillip. I too really like the last stanza.
Belle, I really appreciate your response. This poem was very difficult to write because of all the tragic losses to her in her family. And us losing each other!
I can just hear Leonard Cohen humming this verse in the background. This is just amazing, Richard.
M.J., as you know, Cohen is one of my all time favourites. So, your response is truly an honour. Once again, welcome back, my friend. It hasn't been the same without you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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