Aisle of Sorrow

 

See all time rushing away

Grant me a second without grey

When the stars shine at night

Fool me into thinking all is right

 

Then on a bright full moon

Lance the wound

With sorrows heaped on pain

Let me hang my head in shame

 

For the bell when it pealed was for me

Life will never again be

The love filled with style

The moment we waltzed in the aisle

 

Reviews

[Jeff]

Powerful, sad, and great!

[lee von cleef]

Lance a power word, lance a Christ word,and so true life will never be the same,like the creek water flowing past my feet, always different,but giving , giving energy without condition,so too your poem ,a butter knife full of melancholy.

[MOON]

A butter knife full of melancholy, there is another poem.
Many thanks for the review.

[kelvin]

the agony of loss the pain of remembering whats now gone the hold your head down in shame is bad within itself. as always keep writing fellow writer

[MOON]

Many thanks, most appreciative.

[kelvin]

You're very welcome

[Circe]

this is beautifully breaking, washed me over with sadness, you honour and preserve the sweetness of what was.

[Tate Morgan]

Oh how true we gleam but for a moment

[Frieda P]

A haunting write, it taunts love. It's lovingly tragic, and affecting. I love this.

[Pax]

oh your still a beauty in your words my dear friend...
there is hope while there is pain then love will make it sway into
a memory to remember by ....

When the stars shine at night
Fool me into thinking all is right
~ the stars helps us hope for a better tomorrow...

keep shinning your ever bright moon my friend...

[Sami Khalil]

A beautiful song of the heart under the moon filled with the joy of the moment and waltzing with passion . A wonderful write as always Moon... :)

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

A bright full moon, what haunted sport, what emotions we leave behind...

[captain]

I felt its sadness in short verses. very well expressed!