Treasure Island

Enebeli Prada


When Love Dies

The wind is no longer felt.
Flowers with the name of
rose is forgotten.
Bridge becomes frequent place
When love dies

Blues stung the soul.
When, how, why eludes
the quiet mind.
Friends becomes invisible,
When love dies

The stream of the eyes
gently flows to the pillars
of the mouth.
Oh that thou would stay!
When love dies.

Comfort encompass the
spirit but words find no
solace for the troubled inner
When love dies.

Loneliness beget a lost ant.
Loneliness beget unsheltered
Thoughts always at yonder,
When love dies

Submitted: Thursday, June 20, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 20, 2013

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  • Heather Wilkins (8/31/2014 12:19:00 PM)

    a lovely poem when love dies. the stream of the eyes gently flows to the pillars of the mouth oh that thou would stay when love dies (Report) Reply

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