Wars Of The Heart Poem by Eric Cockrell
Wars Of The Heart
are we then
the casualties of love?
shell shocked, and wounded,
unable to sleep
for apparitions in the night...
limping, and bandaged,
we come to each other...
the last survivors,
in the wars of the heart!
sometimes there are no survivors in love's war, bandaged is not a bad place to be, better than dead good visual write, idea forming
beautifully written.i love the picture you have made, very poetic
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 7:21:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A fantastic poem, short and sweet.