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Welshdreamer42 5 years ago

Missing You

How cruel it is to be separated

How frustrating.Fickle Fate threw us together,Pairing an unlikely coupleWhose paths should ne’er have crossed.A cruel mistress,She teased us with love, Budding affection whichThrived and grew -Then she v...

paulus 6 years ago

You've filled my heart With hope againYou told me that Perhaps we canGive us Another Try You've told me that You love me stillI've told you that I always willMy love Will never Die Our passio...

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RedSonja 8 years ago

sensible shoes / burnished love

Upbeat nod to CS Lewis's take on Beauty + the Beast or fairytales where lovers are cursed + parted

sensible shoes kicked off in the foyer reclining across the overstuffed furnishing our shared liebesraum by turns hitched to helios or bathed in lunacy a lipstick kiss left on a mirror love burnishes...

Liz 8 years ago

The End Of Things

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Their happiness taunts me, the cruelest of jokesIf only they knew how I felt.My heart in pieces, just a shell of a manCursing God, for the cards that were dealt.May your heart be broken a thousand timesMay you drown in a sea of tea...

MissAdventure 9 years ago

The Lost, the Taken, the Sundered and Forsaken

Lest the Lost, Sundered or Forsaken, while backs are turned, become the Taken.

I recently lost two relatives who I was not close to. I have also been thinking a lot about separation and the reasons behind it. This poem is about making amends and finding peace before it’s too late. Souls like lights, travel through sp...

courage2bfree 10 years ago

The blue and white striped cup (2nd Chapter)

A series of events leads Claire to be left for months with the most unlikely family.

Claire sat drawing with her wax crayons whilst her mother pushed pieces of meat and stale bread down into the top of the metal meat grinder with one hand and turned the handle with the other. Claire watched fascinated as the meat and bread came ou...