The eloquent sunset,
Says nothing to me
The ocean that once said
Come with me, be free
Has lost all its blueness,
Its strong liberty,
Now trapped in the sadness
The unprepared madness
Of having to be
Alone, in the darkness
Of this painful litany,
That repeats and repeats
Over and over and over
Again,
Love, so hard to appear
Can simply one day
Also, disappear.
The eloquent sunset says nothing to us but we feel the words of sunset. God's love is like ocean and we feel this. This is a great feeling that we have with us. Thank you very much for sharing this poem with us.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The unprepared madness of having to be alone.... Can step into your shoes... well penned dear Sandra! God bless!