Well and at least A Million and One Hearts
wants the hurting to stop and the loneliness
to end but right now somewhere somebody
just got their heart broken again...in these
new strange times it's more about looks than
what's within and all around the world you
can feel the misery of it in the wind it makes
the sound like thunder but gives no helping
hand oh don't you know love is the dream of
the Angels for every woman and man but
love through the ages has become like tiny
grains of sand slipping through our hands
and there is no light in the dark everyday
and every night for A Million and One
Hearts that'd give anything to find a love
that'll last to the end of their lives!
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Great write
thx for reading my poem, glad u liked it.
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When that many hearts break it is like a thunder clap--- a rich metaphor---as well--- 'grains of sand slipping'. How lovely. Question. Hearts want or hearts wants? Thanks.
thx for reading my poem, glad u liked it.
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