Past Tense Poem by Jake Deeds

Past Tense



There are no pieces left to pick up
But many shards are left behind...
The puzzle with the corners missing
lays idle on the coffee table...
There are no answers...
for there are no more questions...
No more has ever been said from an expressionless glance...
There is solace in silence...<><

Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Lost love
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