After Love,
the Heart,
went sinking back—
in hibernation;
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a very sad poem of lost love which was never meant to be but surely it is better to have known love than not? ...................wonderfully written Mihaela
Those last three words, detached from the rest of the poem, could almost be the beginning of a new poem. I feel the energy of creativity surging in this poem, not at all a comfortable apathy. I suppose the last few lines mean: My life died when your love died. Which makes yoir poem a brave elegy of something lost but I imagine Venus whi cares fir you
A heart crying out to get relief from pain. The hurt and disappointment of love and life brought out so beautifully. So good to read you again after a long time. Thanks for sharing.
how long has it been since I have died? —a perpetual death— leading to death. The irony of being alive in a life, which has died with your love… - - - - When love is away and one feels life is not worth living without love, it is only a frozen existence.A very powerful and poetic expression of your melancholic heart, thanks for sharing.
Heart sinks back in hibernation amazingly after love. But love beats with heart in every expression of word in this neatly drafted poem. A perpetual death—leading to death gives us amazing message to know truth. This poem is wonderful...10
Loss of love is as good as loss of life, terse and profound poem MP, Liked it.10+