My heart turns to stone
Once in a while
Bereft of pity, a hollow void
And I cannot grieve the dying
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I could not keep myself from thinking of marriage while reading the ending. Ha ha ha, but 'tis TRUE. I will guess that you were not really feeling sad & 'empty' while writing this; were YOU? Better now? ? : ) bri
'Where you try to plant roses And I on the thorns' Here I believe you use 'you' to refer to 'I'. Ain't English a bother sometimes! ! ?
Gee, Nosheen, if a person can not sing with the cuckoo, that person must need HELP. You know what I mean? ? ? ! BRI : ) Now I'll finish reading this 'old' poem.
When heart forgets to live Feelings die at its feet…and the one who would plant roses and shine light may die trying!
Sadness! ! Humans repel me. But, hope lies ahead of you. Thanks for sharing.
Full of feeling that is both vivid and vulnerable! Well done my friend!
Pain speaks in the form of your poem. Very touchy poem Nosheen.
A poem of broken heart nicely expressed. I enjoyed it.....10++++ A mad girl I must be To be blind to your light And not find my way.
True or not, thanks for sharing this 'bit' of you. Maybe I'll ask for 'seconds' another day. bri : ) p.s. thanks for your comments on my recent 'limericks' for Kim Barney.