Love Lies Bleeding Comments

Very well crafted on love that shines with every word 10++

Yet may love, sore wounded scarce recover Strength and spirit again, with life receding: Hope and joy, wind-winged, about him hover: Love lies bleeding......beautiful poem on love Love is love True to itself Loyal Royal in faith of inside, total purified after all kinds of hurts fatal wounds bleeding much it always stays loyal to its soul yes, love is love till the ultimate end

Hope and joy, wind winged about him hover Love lies bleeding." Grand conceptualization worth selection as modern poem of the day.

Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading......beautiful poem.

Yet may love, sore wounded scarce recover Strength and spirit again, with life receding: Hope and joy, wind-winged, about him hover: Love lies bleeding. bleeding love. fine.. tony

Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: /// wow bleeding love is bleeding.......///

He never won the Nobel Prize, though so many times been nominated. This must be very frustrating for him. At Oxford Swinburne met several Pre-Raphaelites, including Dante Gabriel Rossetti. He also met William Morris. After leaving college he lived in London and started an active writing career, where Rossetti was delighted with his 'little Northumbrian friend', a reference to Swinburne's diminutive height—he was just over five feet tall.

Swinburne was an alcoholic and algolagniac, and a highly excitable character. His health suffered as a result, and in 1879 at the age of 42 he was taken into care by his friend Theodore Watts, who looked after him for the rest of his life. A true friend must I say. He invented the roundel form, wrote several novels, and contributed to the famous Eleventh Edition of the Encyclopædia Britannica. He was nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature

Beautiful poem. Loveliest end rhyming and so poetic in our ears when reading this loudly. All summed up, this is an excellent poem on words and creation. Indeed, Love Lies Bleeding, so truest! CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as The Modern Poem Of The Day. Hurray! To the family of the late poet, my heartiest Congrats.

A beautiful poem on love and bleeding nicely executed. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

Very nice poem on bleeding love indeed. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing such a nice poem.

Very nice poem on bleeding love indeed. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.

As love lies bleeding, we have no well love; we have ill love, so soon we should medicate to get the love come round, congratulations,10

Love lies bleeding and then we are shedding tears with unhurt oceanic eyes!

His Purple Plumes! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Yet may love, sore wounded scarce recover Strength and spirit again, with life receding: Hope and joy, wind-winged, about him hover: Love lies bleeding..love and bleeding, experiences of life and love. very well portrayed in imaginative terms.. a fine poem. tony

Paul and Liza gave this poem its due- -it is rhythmic and it is sadly true.

This piece lends itself to a setting with music. Not only is the rhythm well focused, the images lend themselves to a melody, Hat off to the romantic chap from Merry Ol' England.

Wonderful rhythm, as if it takes you to smoothly move on quiet and warm waves! the words stretch their longing hands to a reader in order to embrace him or her like tender loveing creature! Perfect construction of a poem. Wave-like construction.

Such an interesting poem posted here............. Thanks.