Poem -

love is a tragedy.

I'm afraid to close my eye's,
For all that I see,
Is just another cold ,
fragmented memory,

I'm afraid to listen,
For all that I hear,
are words of Malice,
When you are near,

Wash the pain away ,
Remove the internal stain,
Nothing but empty-handed profanity,

Don't delay my sanity,

Love is a tragedy,

I'm afraid to close my eye's,
For all that I see,
Are empty memories of you and me,

I cast them out ,
No more tears to cry,
For you another,
Fish to fry,

I'm afraid to listen,
For all that I hear,
Is the viciousness laughing,
Loud and clear,

I cast you out,
But you draw near,
I'll never escape,

To me that is clear
Don't delay my agony,

Love is a tragedy,

I'm afraid to close my eye's,
For all that I see,
Is just another cold ,
fragmented memory,

I'm afraid to listen,
For all that I hear,
are words of Malice,
When you are near,

Wash the pain away ,
Remove the internal stain,
Nothing but empty-handed profanity,

Don't delay my sanity,

Love is a tragedy,
I'll never escape.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Nardine,

I love the below lines, My applause, My vote

  • I'm afraid to listen,
  • For all that I hear,
  • are words of Malice,
  • When you are near,
  • Wash the pain away ,
  • Remove the internal stain,
  • Nothing but empty-handed profanity,
  • Don't delay my sanity,
  • Love is a tragedy,
  • I'll never escape.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you sir williamsji, for your loving support and kind attention to this write, much appreciated sir, love to you nardine xoxo

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