Withdrawal of love
Causes pain,
Engenders blood.
The spiny shards of love
Are hard to lose.
It’s like removing some great thorn
From flesh
Made tendersore by loving and by kisses.
Withdrawal, more than murder,
Causes pain.
When love is pure,
Was certain
But no more.
Withdrawal of fine love it causes pain.
And so, with heavy heart
We close the door.
Our hearts cry behind closed doors when love departs, tears that fall inside our very souls.... Sad but lovely poem Ann, best wishes, Dave
<Deleted User> (6895)
Tue 11th May 2010 23:00
Hey up Ann! have just read discussions on possibility of reducing poems,and read your agreeable comments-good God! was,nt it Hitler who used to burn books he did,nt like? I thought poetry itself was about freedom of writing? and someone doesnt like 'friend' groups??? that comment speaks volumes does it not? and the very thought of scrolling down-phew! how tiring!dictatorial elitism rears its old head once more.If postings are lessened,please feel free to email your poems to me-I would take great pleasure in reading-everyone.Personally I shall always try my upmost to support this terrific site,and continue being open hearted-to everyone on here-with absolute respect-cheers Ann-Stefan-xxpsst! say nowt-yer might get taken out at dawn and WASTED!
<Deleted User> (6895)
Tue 11th May 2010 10:12
Once again a beautifully composed and read poem-thank you-Monsieur Wilde-xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ain't that the truth.
Well done.
Cx
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Val Cook
Fri 14th May 2010 06:21
Well written and well read, thanks Anne.