Silent cry's

Silent cry's

Lonely is the heart that weeps when broken.

Silent cry's never to be heard.

Lonely are the nights when someone else owns your heart.

Could love be so cruel or is it the people who never return your love that makes the heart hurt so much?

Nights wrapped in satin sheets and no one to share,

These are the long lonely nights when no one is there.

Cries of the poet, now they have something to write about.

Sad dark lonely poems, wrapped in disrepair.

Could life be so curl or does any one care?

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Hi. A heartfelt write. Assuming slient is silent and curl is cruel?

[ron]

Thank you KL. I fixed the typos.

[Lily Mae]

It's so true that we bleed our emotions to page. Good, bad, ugly, or beautiful.. I would like to think that we all care about one another. But, it's that special one that we want wake up next to that matters..xo :) Excellent write as always..xo

[ron]

Thank you Lily. You are so right about the one that we want wake up next to that matters.

[Lily Mae]

Well until then you have us... lol... and I have all of you...xo

[ron]

Thank you Lily...xo