Love EndedA Poem by bd
I have neither an expression that shows my temper
Nor a drop of tear that shows I suffer It's the end of the line Said the fate by choosing this time Inside a little pouch There is a handful of pebbles Memories of those good old days Now even they are too heavy So I scattered them on the sea You already knew I had gone So long ago And you already knew it had been finished With every fragment of your soul You were afraid of putting a secret into words And of a perpetual loneliness You were afraid of expressing the last words And of a perpetual goodbye No meaning in the past Or no morning in tomorrow I was made to accept her goodbye And it ended There was an heart Trying to beat with lots of pains inside And in my hands There was a handful of keys Of happiness Now even they are too heavy So I scattered them on the sea You already knew I had gone So long ago And you already knew it had been finished With every fragment of your soul I was afraid of putting a secret into words And of a perpetual loneliness I was afraid of expressing the last words And of a perpetual goodbye © 2014 bd |
StatsAuthorbdIstanbul, Europe, TurkeyAboutThe past is a gaping hole, your only chance is to turn around and face it. But is like kissing the lips of your dead love, darkness waiting in the hole of her mouth. We are willing to suffer, to die f.. more..Writing
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