Singing On.
Here on the shore-less ocean of life
we parted lovers weep not alone.
The heavens on seeing grief's goodbye
paleth each star in sympathy's dome
as silent support for human despair.
When grave sounds a knell and kindled
by mortals love appears dead not unaware
is sun or moon of more being willed.
None ordered our future fire be cooled.
Was it nature estranging thyself from me
or destiny's game whose divisive ruling
arranged thine ending and I, incomplete ?
Nay, hope singing on, calls merciful Fate
as ready aid in knowing whatever the soul
be, mine and his beat ever the same
and that somewhere,
somehow and at some waiting time
we pair will again reunite as one whole.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Beautiful. One day you will be as one again.
one fine day true love is rejoined, this is the fate of faith!
Thanks FAY for another gem from your elegant poetic jewel box ! "You will see his lovely face ~ Some glad golden morning ~ When gloom has lifted and the shades have flown ~ No more night only light ~ You will see his face and in his arms ~ Once again embrace !" Yours B
Beautiful expression of hope and love. To reunite in spirit with our one true love is the wish of every loving being. We pray it is all true. Loved your poem. - Phil A.
You keep doing it Fay - another masterful write.
Love and loss captured in poetry as gentle as the foam of a retreating tide. Enjoyed.
the source of this ache is clearly in the waiting time....
poetically penned & then some.... N
Ah - Yet another lament on lost love - - - forgot I wrote so many at that long-ago time of feeling alone. Aches ease though as years go by - merci for reading my words again Nev.................. x
you know tis but a pleasure & mine .....
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