Memories fade

Women in the corner…silently she sits…tears in eyes…flame of heart burnt out…smouldering life in ashes…love lost…life fading…what comfort can come of this…weeping into the small hours…nothing but memories…memories of happy days…when life was worth living…still young and pretty…held her chin up high…respected and protected…the flight of love fresh in the summer breeze…hold out hand…prospects are high…loving life, don’t wish to die…in the pursuit of happiness…gone with the wind…travelling down the river…life is a sunset…darkness never though of…till it came upon her…black and brittle…death and hurt now common…the feather of love plucked into a grave…never knowing what would become…if loves arms hadn’t closed…living in a memory…the dawn bell rings…then the memory fades in the din.

Reviews

[Bubo]

Such a tragic sad piece, of love dying, gone and all that is left our memories to hold too, and yet I felt she also
rather be dead.
The blue font works very well, highlighting the love and memory, and all the while the piece remains hurt and broken.

[Scott]

Hey, You Have Entered This Into One Of The Contests I've Created. I 've Got To Say It Really Got To Me. I've Been Through Something Just Like This. You Have Demonstrated What Was Viewed Exactly From Your Eyes. You Are One Of The Finalists. Congradulations!

[Matt]

It's very sad yet it beathes life into the empty void of our lives.

[Chelsea Schermerhorn]

I like the concept, but the style is iffy. This is not the best I have seen from you in the contest. Thank you for entering the Any and All Poetry Contest.

[Not Afraid of Bruises]

I liked this a lot. There is a typo/mistake in the first line though...do you mean woman or women?
The formating and blue text hurt my eyes a little...guess I am still getting used to experimental poetry styles. Still, a great read. well written :)