Nights
oh, lonely nights
liquid comfort
the classics a backdrop of a scene
Memories of love
memories of you
I do not hide my pain
I feel it
My pain demands that,
I feel
I remember
I cry
The morning sun
a new day
and more memories
of an ancient love
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Author:
Alta H Mabin (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 28th, 2019 00:44
- Category: Reflection
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Comments6
How do you know me? This one's about me too - the 'ancient' bit anyway! heehee. A fine write Alta.
Ha Ha we are all a little ancient...thanks Orchidee. xxxx
But I was around in 1066, so I say, for Battle of Hastings (UK)! lol.
Ah, Haaaaaaa. lol xxxxxxxxx
Beautifully written and presented work, Ally, 8.00 am Saturday morning here and a fine start to my day.
Ex animo, Alan
Ah thanks so much, Alan. So appreciate your kind words. xxxx
Beautiful emotive write Alta, that love will always be with you.
Yes, it certainly will be. Thank you so much, Goldfinch60. xx
Ghosts in the heart Alta... beautiful
Thank you so much, Andrew. xx
Love whether new or ancient, is probably the most powerful force. It cannot be denied. Emotive write Alta. Sending blessings to you.
Thank you, Clara. I really appreciate your kind words.
No matter how ancient, once love is in your heart, it stays. I like your poem.
Yes, it surely does. Thank you so much, Fred. Appreciate your kind words.
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