Shall I whisper your name?
In the hope
You will come again....
Shall I pretend you are here?
...
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A beautiful poem in remembrance of lost love. I liked the following lines in particular: Should I strain my eyes? over the worn stony path, And pretend you are striding along Towards me, Memories frequently haunt but seldom taunt.
Beautifully articulated ma'am. After reading your poem, I just conjured up a few lines & uploaded them: -) Betrayed Oh! Sadness when shall thou return? Till then in loneliness shall I freeze or burn? I thought – dear sorrow, you were all mine Betrayed, I shan’t for you ever pine.