My brain has turned to ash, and yes,
My mouth is dust,
And love is grief, and death is
But the loss of trust;
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My brain has turned to ash, and yes, My mouth is dust, And love is grief, and death is But the loss of trust; Super line.... this line is touch my heart... lovely poem...
A great line...What now remains of you, I am. Thank you David.
I can fully relate to this piece. Every thing i've been through, thought and felt, is written here. A very moving piece David.
favorite parts: “And dead to grief That death could snatch you carelessly, Some petty thief.” “I must; I will; ” and: “What now remains of you, I am Though poor in creed, ” I appreciated the rhyming, and though I think a poem not so true to the rhyme scheme MIGHT have allowed you to communicate better to me, it is a very personal poem and I liked it. thanks for sharing. bri :)
Rhyme or not to rhyme, I like both, well written, David. You have expressed the sadness in every line.