Always thought of myself as a love doyen,
I was ready to cross an ocean of insecurities, if you were waiting on the shore of togetherness,
I hoped to tip the scales of love in my favour,
In the end, fate played its part,leaving no choice,but to depart with bleeding heart,
which is broken apart,
You're a yearning to which I live in total surrender of, an indefinable ill that pursues me wherever, but it seems your case is different,
Like things of gold I never owned, you're just another monarch my heart dethroned,
We were the moment of singularity, singularly holding in moments of possibilities that were moments away,
We, in reality,have already come to pass,
We are always the 'were' in existence,
We are the explosion of the big bang and what remains of us is the dead silence of infinite expanse, unreachable distance,
A river of tears flows in the heart,
Will the colorful waterfall of hope ever be built?
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Author:
Job Welime (
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- Category: Love
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Comments2
So true, very nicely written Job
Thanks dear.
Anytime my friend
Why this pain in your poem ? Hope everything alright ...
Hope your love is with you...
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