Do not weep
As scattered remnants fly
Blown by the breeze
A love that died
A strength that once
Unbreakable seemed
Reflecting now
As if a dream.
The timeless sky
Looks down with haste
Its tear ridden eyes
In sorrow based
The moving leaves
A waltz to make
From pavement to gutter
On roads to face.
The birds they sing
The flowers awake
Two broken hearts
A lovers fate
Solemn steps
Which lead both ways
Far apart
Loves dying days.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Norman this poem casts a solemn shadow using personification and maybe animism it speaks of love that has died. Well written with good rhyme it is most poetic.
Thanking you much appreciated
Most welcome Norman
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