Death Of Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Death Of Love



This heart being broken again and again, it's shards
falling within, cutting me relentlessly.

Nothing to be done about it, for the love held closely
within for another can never be given back to me.

His loss is so intense he cannot recognize love any
longer, causing me intense anguish and pain.

There's nothing to be done, just having to live and
experience the death of a love I'll never be able to
share or give him in life.

Friday, October 2, 2015
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M Asim Nehal 02 October 2015

Profound poem. There's nothing to be done, just having to live and experience the death of a love I'll never be able to share or give him in life.

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