When our paths became entwined,
This world had torn you apart.
I was your healer - your victim.
We fed off each other like vampires:
Descending into deep dependency;
Becoming mirrors of corrupt beauty.
For a few moments
Our love had no need for words:
The waves of our hearts broke
In perfect synchronisation;
The soft tides of our breathing
Rose and fell as one.
But in this cold clockwork world,
Every flower wilts and dies;
Every mirror shatters.
Wordless goodbyes are always
The most painful.
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Author:
Hali (
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- Comment from author about the poem: "It always rains hardest on the people who deserve the sun."
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Wow beautiful, sad very sad but beautifully written. I love your quote you put about the rain and sun and people. It's really good.
Thank you!
You're welcome!
Impeccably beautiful poem, Harry! How satisfying to find this jewel today. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks man, really appreciate it!
beautifully written poem
Very good emotive write.
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