the hurtA Poem by David Ronoh
I was alone scared,
But with you came hope There was a life My heart could beat again I could feel And could laugh, Not so much but a smile, A development in a long time I thought finally I had loved Well that was short lived I was cut off Like a blossoming rose in the wake of spring Now I fade away Silently into the dark And with hope plucked off I only live in dreams now Hoping not to wake to reality For as it seems I exist no more. © 2016 David Ronoh |
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