Nothing can be harder than hearing the goodbye from the one you love.
Closer than the sky to its clouds,
So I wondered sadly, why Love?
Why I have been saying it since your lips could utter such words,
That battered me like denizens of glass.
From that day, a mass of woes you've left inside my innocent heart.
Near a tree of oak , I dropped my tears.
While masses beside me did pass,
I couldn't see but the hot drops I poured
And I didn't feel but the pain you did plant after you've said goodbye.
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2006-08-02 at 17:06
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9) Why, Love???
Which was stronger than the roots to its tree,Closer than the sky to its clouds,
So I wondered sadly, why Love?
Why I have been saying it since your lips could utter such words,
That battered me like denizens of glass.
From that day, a mass of woes you've left inside my innocent heart.
Near a tree of oak , I dropped my tears.
While masses beside me did pass,
I couldn't see but the hot drops I poured
And I didn't feel but the pain you did plant after you've said goodbye.
Poetry by Amanda K
Read 1023 times
Written on 2006-08-02 at 17:06
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