No Not Again Comments

I'm always thinking of you Do you think of me too? the struggle of love. love remains a mystery through the centuries. lovers came, loved, and went.. some were destroyed in love, for some it was a resurrection. for some joy, for some sadness. so goes the history of love. very nice poem. liked it very much. tony

Hi my friend I am arghavan from Iran nice to read your beautiful poem very nice good luck

My heart cant take it So now I sit Never to stand again..... The poem ends with a melancholic note. Wishing the poet well, hoping the void would soon be filled up. None is indispensable in life.