Category: Writers Block
On a long and solemn night in the middle of a Northern summer,we sat underneath the moonlight, whispering in the dark. Though a million words were said not one could be heard, over the sound of teardrops falling onto the dew-soaked grass. Just when the shattering of 2 hearts grew too much to bear our minds started wondering, pondering, what was said. Searching for right answers to questions never asked, seeking what could have been, while watching what we had blow away with the winds of heavy breaths. Slowly we found ourselves hanging on every word like reading a chapter slowly trying to postpone the end.
Because when we run out of things to say and goodbye can be said no more,we're disappearing into the distance like mist fading into the cooling air. Soon there will be only memories and the photographs that remain, cold comfort for an empty pillow, and the questions wrapped around my head.I hope that you think of me at least until the end of time? that you wont lose me as I lost you, on that solemn night when the teardrops fell through the warm summer air.
Sad when loves ends. very touching.
indeed that was very touching. I'm not sure what to say in response, I never am when reading something that strikes a chord. You are an excellent writer.
Thank you both but my work is purely hypothetical..just an outlet for dark feelings.
that tuches a cord so deep inside at the moment, verry good.
Thank you Rb
Wow. that's beautiful...i wish i could come up with new things to say in my posts...but i don't really have the right words...sorry, but it's just beautiful.
What you say is fine by me..smile
I like your writing, but, I challenge you to come up with a poem that's not "dark".
LOL! well there is a cheesy song on page 1..