Deep Secrets Poem by Sandra Feldman

Deep Secrets

Rating: 5.0


There are secrets that are sins,
There are secrets in the Winds
That no one will ever know,
Covered with eternal snow,
Placed upon the, Mountains high,
Where eventually they'll die.

But the 'Mal d'Amour', my love,
Lack of love, were talking of,
That's the saddest of them all
For a poet, above all,
Needs to share,
His love, his soul.

Sunday, March 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuy Amante 24 March 2014

Yeah! Out of the head and into the heart, hurry and get going, never late to start!

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