she droned on about antediluvian ideals
for peace or I don't know
she forbade me to mention how love feels
through the spiritual beauty of her eyes
the warm stormy rain poured down
on radiant, costly , immoveable lies
I guess it was hidden in the rain
or in the verder of the trees and grass
but a cross that rose was hung from a chain
and gave me hope where none trespass
could you lay near the creek
and hear the grass grow
could you hear the boughs bud
through the ancient misty glow
tears of despair
tears of shame
lost in those tears
years of blame
ox-eyed daisy
in a warm summer rain
in a lost afternoon
in a forbidden refrain
I tried to find my peace
though forbidden to speak of love
from a chain a dangling cross
and still more rain from above
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Author:
WL (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Painting and poem to forbidden love
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Comments6
Beautiful writing. Very poetic as I like. Lovely written. I enjoyed this so much. Thank you.
Thank you Malu
Beautifully written! This is a lovely gem of a find. A joy to read!
Thank you Christina!
WL, I salute you! Stunningly written!
Thanks Fred
This is a wonderful write WL.
Another superb artwork as well.
Thanks , this painting is actually pretty cool too bad it show up so dark here
The contrast is beautiful here
Lovely poem. 💕 ❤ 😊
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