A LETTER
Your colours
Ever soft to me
Though they bled withΒ
Sorrowed hues
Oh that youΒ
Of such great beauty
Should sink
To deepest blues
And truthfully
I saw quite well
Your struggles in lifes test
And tears nowΒ
TouchΒ all those left
We, one and all
Bereft
And I think now
On this mortal plain
That only sweetness sours
Where delicate sensesΒ
Overfill
AndΒ gentle hearts are
Scoured
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For beloved love
I saw your plight
I judge you not
For lack of fight
Just as flowers wither
In cold rain
You wilted here
Amidst such pain
So hereΒ
Within the mourning rites
As I hearΒ
A sunsetsΒ call to night
And you
OnΒ wings of love
Depart
I sendΒ this letter made ofΒ
Hearts
A zillion broken hearts.
Marion Price(2020)Β
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Comments
oh so beautifully haunting such a lovely write...
Thankyou so much my friend( so sorry for very late reply) ?
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Marionette,Β
Just stunning, my friend. I know I keep saying this, but you're truly a talented, beautiful, writer. Reading that, you feel the emotion so sadly, and deeply, that you have to read it slowly, as the sorrow haunts you. Fantastic!Β
Hugs,Β
Matthew.Β
You are too kind Matthew my lovely man, sorry for late reply..hugs ?