Ode to the fallen lovers

A little scribble about a break up

Nothing lasts forever,
But the end, I never,
The end I never saw,
My wounds still raw,
My minds becoming a chore,
My soul still, oh so sore,

Have I just became a bore?
I've already walked out the door,
To try to spread my wings,
And soar,

You were my one,
As true as the sun hath shone,
I know now, you're truly gone,

I can hear your voice, such melody,
A chorus of angels,
A divine scale,
Songs of the whale,
Through lifes ever blowing gale,
It kept me sane,

Now, i'm here alone,
With eyes of unpolished stone,
Misery like I've never known,

I've seen great walls crash,
In instances so brash,
Causing a mental re-hash,
As a better man now reaches for his stash

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Old wisdom make us older and colder.
"Nothing lasts forever,
But the end, I never,
The end I never saw,"
Old school wisdom is learn and understood. If we are lucky. We learn and become wiser in the want and need of love. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A crafted piece that walks the reader hand in hand with emotion and elegance, well done, good read.