How often I've told the moon about you,
Secrets that only he understands,
I've shown him the flowers you picked for me,
But tonight I come with empty hands
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Really loved the way the poem's been related to nature. True, nature understands your heart the best: -)
A lost love, a broken heart, the emptiness and loneliness. Very beautifully and sadly expressed in your poem.
Moon understands the secret about empty hands in missing and weeping. Beautifully presented such wonderful poem. Nice job done.10.
By dreams I’ll fill your empty hands And remove your grief by nice end Soul for you yearns from far lands Thy loneliness by balm would mend.
" What fool added the 'good' to good-bye! " priceless! did you think of this or borrow it, i wonder. " dead heart decays" i suggest a cardiologist....or....pathologist....or...both. i think last stanza is weak, but you've suffered enough so i won't press the issue. maybe a coroner is now in order? bri :)