The cold

A Poem by EmpressPoetess

Teardrops on

Cold black marble

Frigid and wintry winds

Alone, outside your love

A place vast in it’s coldness

Naked and bare of any solace

Thus am I, this lover without love

beyond the dark Heylon fields, I lay

barren in its tears, is my broken heart

By EmpressPoetess

© 2011 EmpressPoetess

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Periac

much moving imagery here

Thus am I, this lover without love
beyond the dark Heylon fields, I lay
barren in it's tears, is my broken heart

well put....

Posted 15 Years Ago

Jibey

Sad and majestic - the image of the cold black marble was cold indeed.... Powerfully felt and expressed...

(btw it's = it is; its = belonging to it)

Posted 15 Years Ago

deeps

Wow! Such deep emotions
Love can be cold and die out!
This is very well expressed.

Posted 15 Years Ago

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Added on October 31, 2009
Last Updated on February 22, 2011

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EmpressPoetess

Dallas, TX

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A single mom of 4 adult kids. I love to write, mostly romance poetry, but I do dabble in different areas of poetry. I just write what I feel about life. I also write short stories. I live In Dalla.. more..