I will love again

Trapped and confined in my own grave.

I will Love Again

By Donald Murrill

7/25/2012

I speak only through my heart captured and confined in my own grave as I fight the gravity of my emmoition for you.

What must come of use if we were to separate hurting the ones we truly love? It may be a mistake or a begging of a new life.

Our love is not as strong as the the roots of pine tree that digs deep in the soil combined with tears we shed for our suffering and our causes that we put our-selves through.

A breeze is week at times but still is stronger than the waters of the ocean freezing over shattering our tears as they drop to the ground asking ourselves why.

The limbs are limbered that hang from cedar’s for they may be vanerabal against water and wind but places a shade over the burning heart. Were will we be?

The stones will destroy the heart that we thought we had for each other but is no match for the lava that bleeds from the earths core.

I speak only through my heart that soon will flee of the agony and pain distinguishing the fire that burns, yelling no more will I suffer, no more.

My heart still burns for you but yours has went out with no warning for I had done well by you.

I continue to love but soon will love another that will come to a shock from the grave I lay in.

You may be too late to love me. For my will is always to love you no matter the pain. But I must be strong for I turn in the darkness as the dirt covers my corps waiting for the grim.

He takes me away as I struggle to turn back the forces is too strong no love to hold on for my heart has grown week I am all alone but wait the fire still burns just maybe enough to tell you one last time I love you

so much.

You hear my thoughts and your flesh becomes warm you hold my hand to love me once more.

The ripper takes hold but Our love become strong the fire burns hot as the ripper lets go Too hot to touch we are free to love again No matter the consequences Love will always win.

Reviews

[justjenn_2u]

Honesty as an introduction. May you carry it through this piece. Rawness of words, yes, total respect. Sometimes goodbye is the best start. You speak this though you never say it. Strong love that goes so deep but has been tainted. Questions that leave you to wonder and you must ask "Is this love?" Weak love isn't strong but can be rekindled. Insecurity takes over, leaving the mind to wander into questions. The answer is in the Universe, you choose. You choose positive vibration or you kick out the ugly. The hurt sounds as if it will resognate. You are standing to be strong but still a part, wants to linger. Love shouldn't be a flame that flickers out, it was never love then. The hope is astounding in these words, though not a promise. Yes, your love knows but it is out of your hands. You don't look back on yesterday, only the new beginning. You are your own creator of your future and only you can create tomorrow. She can't. Love does win but only when both feel the embers. You feel like burning embers, you feel like summertime, you feel like kids forever - if it's real. You kicked a*s here. RESPECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[maria ( rose)]

This was a deep felt and an emotional piece to read but you clearly delivered the message well when you said ''Love will always win'' I truly believe those words.

--maria

[K-mo]

this is a very sad and deep piece, I can feel your heart ache. Love this a lot because it is very relatable

[afra]

awwwwwww tears**...very emotional write

[murrill]

Think you for the reveiw Me and my wife are having difficult times as we all do. I have tones of poetry but this is the first love poem I written, all of the other ones are about my faith in the Lord.

[zainul]

Wonderful magic of words and rhythm.
Yea," Love will always win."
I am in love with your magical poem.