We met in the garden of loneliness,
After crossing the bridge of despair,
We drank from the fountain of hopelessness,
How much torment must our hearts bear?
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Wow Lora, such a sad poem, I felt every word you wrote. I've tried to vote on it but must be doing something wrong, I just love the way your words flow, it's almost hearing you say them. Thank you. Steve.
A very beautiful poem, Lora. Beautiful but so very sad. I'm sure each word, each line would touch a raw nerve with anyone who has spent some time in that garden.