What once was a loud drum
Is now a calm tap
A roaring lion
Now a meow of an impotent kitten
Handheld, turned into old photos clutched
A hug embraced, diminished to what once was
The mind beating the speed of light gracefully in a foot race
Now steadily walks at a slow pace
"Now" into "Then"
"Us" into "You and I"
"Are" into "Were"
Eyes once locked with great passion
Now immediate stares toward the floor
Need not dare look up
For warm thoughts have become cold memories
A book that shall never be reopened
Only if the authors should return to add a new chapter
"Can" into "can't"
"Love" into "lost"
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Author:
moonwriting (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have not been active lately, here is something that I have written recently after overcoming my writer's block.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Sometimes love fades ... and all we have are memories
I love this poem , you have worded it really nicely !
Wow a great sublime comparison of the earlier beginning hot passionate moments and the cold wry attitudes now. Kudos for a fab poem!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too
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