Arid Is the Heart That CriedA Poem by realmwriterWhere is yesterday when tomorrow may not come? Where is a memory when the thought is null and void? Where were you when I waited here till I could wait no more?
I knew I felt something differant in the distance. I just didn't know what it was. I knew there was something lingering there in the back of my heart. I waited to find it and still it remained hidden from view.
Really though it was a pleasure, no matter how short the ride. And when the tears come, I will let them flow, till arid is the heart that cried. I knew it wouldn't last, but then I guess I asked for it too.
I really did enjoy those late night conversations, the talks I had with you. I really did pour out all of me and I thought you poured out all of you. I really will never forget you and who knows, perhaps this is not the end. © 2012 realmwriterReviews
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11 Reviews Added on April 7, 2012 Last Updated on April 7, 2012 AuthorrealmwriterHarrison, ARAboutYou know, I can write about almost any subject, in poetic form and even an ocasional short story, but I find it most difficult to write about myself. I am an artist at heart and will use whatever m.. more..Writing
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