Love Story Poem by Barry Middleton

Love Story

Rating: 5.0


The end of love is like a knife
that pierces every soul.

And yet I know that some in life
assume to circumvent the strife.

But also true, when love grows old,
the embers of our passions fade.

The frail defense against the cold,
is just a fiction I was told.

The end of love is frigid steel,
a painful blade that all may feel.

Monday, May 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Nosheen Irfan 31 May 2016

Just great. This is fabulous. Beautiful as well as poignant, this one makes for an awesome read. A sure 10.

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Barry Middleton 31 May 2016

Thanks for the read, the comment and the 10.

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Sarah Persson 30 May 2016

This poem is so well written. Very well done and thanks for sharing :)

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Barry Middleton 30 May 2016

Thank you Sarah for the encouraging comment.

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