Denouement

The thoughts that haunt me
as the weary sun dips
are the words that never
will reach my lips.

That though we might have lost our way
my helpless love is locked in me
and I wish my jaded heart believed
that what we were, we still can be.



finis

Comments

Spike said…
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Kashmora said…
Sorry Spike - removed your comment for privacy concerns :-) Yes, I write them. Thank you! I did notice that you said *this* poem was nice implying you didn't care much for the rest :-P
Kash,

Even I thought this poem was very different, and somehow more 'meaningful' if you will. Or may be poignant is the word I am looking for. Eitherways, I sense the mood is different - Something bothering you?

DI

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