LOVE DYING

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

When love it dies
Limbs shackled
Heart bleeding
To thirsty earth
Its voiceless screams
Without pity
Its timeless pain
Rehearsed.

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  • Poetic Licence

    And through life we probably rehearse it a few times, enjoyed the read

  • sorenbarrett

    The wording and lack of punctuation in this verse leave it open to various interpretations. Most lovely

  • arqios

    No matter how much we prepare and anticipate, it strikes just as heavily. 🙏🏻🕊

  • Tony36

    Excellent write



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