It's over, our love is dying,
It won't make it through the night;
The willows are weeping in anguish,
While the stars cry their tears of light
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When love dies all hope is gone. Can only be resurrected when new love starts to bloom. Never give up on love. A good write.
Lovely to see that rhyme and metre still abound here. A well written poem on an overworked theme. David
Indeed this is a lovely constructed poem with such a romantic flow. May I suggest, to keep the meter going, in the third stanza “Waves patiently wait at the shoreline”? and in the fourth stanza third line, to shorten the line by one syllable, perhaps use “intrude” for “intervene”. Please read mine – Love’s Diamond – Adeline
Love the ABCB flow with good rhyme and rhythem. Lovely poem. Have a read of my sonnets VI & VII its on the same theme.
Patrica this is a beautiful well done great read