The Ring

James Alexander

The Ring

 

a flightless bird

bound to a ring

yearning, burning

no voice to sing

 

longing to flee

the empty years

to be set free

from hidden tears

 

a ring that binds

in unkind ways

a clock that chimes

to endless days

 

never forgetting

the aching loss

always regretting

bearing a cross

 

for the one man

whose single kiss

and touch of hand

was heavenly bliss

 

  • Author: James Alexander (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 7th, 2022 00:42
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 15
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    beautifully woven
    within effortlessly silky-smooth, flow
    a joy to read!
    thanks for sharing



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