Portia Lane

(California)

Love's Silent Death


There were too many words we left unsaid
Animosity filled the silent cracks
Like chicken pox animosity spread
Before the second hand made it around the clock

As even our whispers became more faint
The distance between us increased
What was once a lively relationship
Would soon become deceased

Silence! Though our pain was loud
Silence! Because neither of our prides would cave
Silence broken would leave one of us less proud
Silence led our love to an early grave

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Love's Silent Death by Portia Lane )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Writing For A Living Echoing Life Drama, Terence G. Craddock
  2. Tomorrow's Wager, Ritika Abigail
  3. All I Want..., Ritika Abigail
  4. *Where is Death? *, C. P. Sharma
  5. Oh! Palestine, Aminath Neena
  6. Questions Of The Dark..., Ritika Abigail
  7. Writing Written Classic Plot Our Lives, Terence G. Craddock
  8. Stripper Tit, Richard Thripp
  9. From Eed - aRe yOU. rEaLy. still DrOniNg.., sEaN nOrTh
  10. A Matter Of Words, Of Muses And Other Ghosts

Poem of the Day

poet Edmund Spenser

Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]