February Blog Rec: Poetry- Check out this wonderful writer!
In a sore lament
I say “Canst thou be dead”
Love is doing a kindness
Without expecting to expect
anything in return.
I sigh,I weep
I conceal my tender weakness
to my beloved soul.
My pride was my downfall,
I was so wrong,
Half a person in your absence,
I hear a symphony of a different tone.
My forgiveness and reconciliation
are in the corner of vanity,
perhaps an answer to my prayer.
Praying like a pagan
in the crypt I found peace
before it was too late.
My Heaven and Hell are the same..
beside you I stay my Unabridged Love
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