The heart weeps,
For itself; its bearer,
Giving vent to the feelings,
Of loss, despair,
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The agonizing details, The eyes are empty, while the twitching succumb to the lethal injection of sobriety the undulating contours recompose to a bland plane but eyes go on narrating fables of feelings of tremors and after shocks it speaks of alien geography of soul in this saline lucidity of silence blind seeth and deaf hearken
I detected some real feeling in this poem. It may not be of recent vintage, but it is still present it the writing as if it were so. GW62
Yes, indeed. And the poet gives eyes to those unspoken truths.
Heartfelt......every line a fresh flow of emotion....you can't beat real feeling....Amazing poem '10' best wishes Jon