Saturday, March 18, 2023

Up At Midnight Comments

Rating: 5.0

I let my coffee grow cold
And my cigarette burning down to the filter
Nothing is helping to forget about you
I light another cigarette and pour another coffee
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LeeAnn Azzopardi
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Pallavi Tripathi 19 March 2023

some nights indeed are like this. Listening to songs, relating to the lyrics and emotionally be in the neverland of ifs and buts. All the while bracing ourselves of what's yet to come!

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Ruta Mohapatra 19 March 2023

Very touching Lee............

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 19 March 2023

Pain and bitterness come alive in this brilliant poem of heartbreak. Top score dear LeeAnn

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Nosheen Irfan 19 March 2023

As the weeping falls on to my pillow..... great expression! Heartbreak can be really painful. The pangs of separation are well portrayed. I am sure time will heal the wounds. New beginnings are always possible. Great piece on bitterness of love.

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Evelyn Judy Buehler 19 March 2023

The heartbreak of estrangement is well conveyed in these tender lines. Great writing.

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Richard Wlodarski 18 March 2023

LeeAnn, your very sad poem reminds me of Cigarette and Coffee Blues by Lefty Frizzell. Please check out to see what I mean. You've perfectly captured the essence of bittersweet love, my friend. Giving you my empathy.

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Kevin Patrick 18 March 2023

I wish I did not feel every word but I do, the yearning to want someone whos not there. Your heart is made for art, thank you for sharing.

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Anjandev Roy 18 March 2023

Great write........ wonderful conclusion......thank u...

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LeeAnn Azzopardi

LeeAnn Azzopardi

Detroit Mich
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