Desolate Love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Rain

The Thunder

The bliss of Lightening

There is nothing else like it

 

My world is like a fallen tree

Forever dead and disentegrating

My skin like a lizards' - rough

My hair like straw - Flat and Thin

My eyes like pools - deep and grey

My love did this to me

Help me;

From this desolate love;

slowly killing me;

I need my love

I want my love

Your love is my high

Author's Note

What love can do to you

Reviews

[Erotic Goddess]

Nice write, very pretty! I love the weather element in this piece as well! Great job here!!

xxoxx

[Liz-z]

"My world is like a fallen tree"
I LOVE HOW YOU DESCRIBE THINGS... I've noticed you've got a perfect creative side! Can't help to adore the lines you write! :D
"Forever dead and disintegrating"
Perfect.

"My love did this to me
Help me;
From this desolated love;
Slowly killing me;"
... Speechless! Simply speechless...

The whole thing was perfect and I wouldn't change a thing! Becoming a real big fan of your writing! :D
BRAVO!

[Erin]

Your use of semicolons proved that you can control the pace of the poem well. And the whole "your love is my high" thing.....hopefully it isn't a Kesha reference but, you know, you can do whatever you want in this world. The tone of desperation flows well....great job.
PBP

[Walter Scott Morrison]

Very emotional and there is anquish too

[Randolf Ramos]

Love oh love so sweet

[Cherrie Palmer]

so sweet and tender, I liked the way you moved through nature.

[Marie Harrison]

Cool! I loved your poem. It's perfect.

[r]

This is amazing. Just wow. I love it. My favorite is the very beginning. I don't know why, but it just gets under my skin and really strikes me. It's so strange how love can harm us, but we keep wanting more and more.

'The Rain
The Thunder
The bliss of Lightening
There is nothing else like it'

[Ian Faraway]

Short, sweet, complex. Loved it! As usual. Keep up the good work. :D
-Brownies :P

[Brad]

love is like a drug, even if it damages us, we still yearn for it's touch