cry of love
"Melodies of Longing and Heartache in the Depths of Affection"
A raging river in my blood, heat
Uthal Patal as a dissection tone continues!
Become a migratory bird and fly there again
sometimes
fly touch
Just can not touch all my sorrow!
Where is a secret loud cry
Someone is crying behind the scenes
Yet you can't even touch the wire
You can't even understand
Even if you go very close, you only repeat
Come back again and again
Why the sea, why?
Tell me what my heart is not your heart?
Know that after loving you, I feel only such sickness and unhappiness
That madness, impatience, does not stop even in eternal happiness
Just a bunch of loners
The pain of not getting it anymore
Me forever and ever
Just pick and eat dear!
About the Creator
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The Lesions of Devotion
Every day I set myself down on the freshly cut lawn and strip myself bare. I take my guitar and finger the frets and pick at the strings, listening for dissonance. My life is dissonance. I twist the tuning pegs until each string sounds bright. Then I kneel, calves pointing behind me, kneecaps facing forward. All exposed to the breeze. I close my eyes and play the melody.
By Paul Stewart5 days ago in Fiction
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This was so poignant and emotional! Loved your poem!