I don’t pretend to understand
all the reasons why
a love grows cold and distant
just before it dies.
Passion’s fire in years gone by
burned beneath my breast
All that’s left are ashes now
and memories laid to rest
So this is love, its final fate
the fuel has been consumed
Nothing but a dusty chest and
a heart of empty rooms
I plead my case to higher ones
but they were not to blame
My course I set, the wind I met
kept calling out my name
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You sound like a sad lonly case, before we met. I see a totally different person sence we met. I love you with all my heart! A pleasure to read.
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Outstanding
Exceptionally beautiful poem.
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Exceptional
This must be one of your best.
It is sooo well written.
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This is somethign noone can understand Brother in Law, It just happens, sadly but it does
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I went to a funeral of a man who never stayed home. They talked about how he loved to fish
and loved wild free animals. I could honestly relate
to that part of him. Maybe my heart is still there
but this poem reminded me of someone who longs to be free.
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Love has many phases, not all are good ones. But we go through them, laugh and cry over them and somehow manage to deal with each one. Then we start all over again with the next one. Eventually we find the one love that is forever. And the ashes of those past blow away with the wind.
"Nothing but a dusty chest
and a heart of empty rooms"
I love the metaphore in those lines.
Excellent writing, Leo
Dee
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A sad but lovely write.
"Nothing but a dusty chest and
a heart of empty rooms"
Great wording.
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Gorgeous, heartrending stuff. I've been there, exactly in that place and I love the way you've expressed it, ashes being the perfect metaphor.. Wonderful write
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Such a sad, yet beautiful poem. It really like the line "So this is love, it's final fate/a heart of empty rooms." After a relationship, it may be over, but we are still haunted by all the memories. In a way we are left with empty memories, empty promises, and an empty heart that we don't think we can ever fill again. It does happen though. People find "the one" everyday. Some don't know it and others choose not to see it. Rather it's because they are pining over someone else during the time or just don't want to be hurt again. Again great write, very heartfelt. Also thanks for the comment on my poem
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Heartache brilliantly expressed. I enjoyed every word of this poem but I am so sorry that it took pain to bring it out. May God Bless and Keep you Always,
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Beautiful creation
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Well I don't know either. Not that I know much anyway, lol.
I do know it's a sad poem, one I can identify with, that most people probably can. The poem reads well though, so maybe there's something that comes out of the situation.
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And the ashes will be carried off in the wind to settle on different shores. What will be left are a day when fond memories of a day long since gone can be looked upon without the pain that used to saddle them. Look to the future, your world is once again your oyster. Its up to you to choose the pearls you will string upon life's necklace.
Smooth as always, a sad write, but then don't we all have them tucked away somewhere?
Michelle
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Ah my friend... this is beautifully written even as the pain and regret ooze from the words.
As we reflect backwards, we all have something to learn from the "endings" of our life and that can only help as we look forward to our tomorrows.
I hope your tomorrows bring much beauty and love...
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an awesome write.
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The doctor is "IN" ...
Rx: Take two advil and chill ...
Your poem is sad and yet written in good form with that touch of old nostalgia keeping it moving along the lines.
Survival of the fittest is not just a cliche! "to everything there is a purpose ..." as we continue to experience, grow and learn the whys and wherefores. Keep the faith my friend!
joy
I have noted your poem in the notes of the latest of one of mine, called SURVIVE! Hope that's okay!
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Moving forward never hurt anyone. And, as they say, time heals all wounds. Wonderful write. Cheers to finding happiness in the future.
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Amigo ...
it is not easy to cut off strings of many years ... But sometimes it is necessary to free the soul ...
Please spend your freedom wisely.
Blessed be, always.
Myra
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Leo, this is so sad... Leaves a empty feeling, like watching an empty room after it had been full of love.
Sad, but still with the beauty of your words
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You got four different winds so keep listening Leo!
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