Writing hurt in one's heart*
Wallowing in shameful sorrow
Crying through heart no tomorrow
The glass of Love has been shattered
Blood of feelings that has been splattered
The wall has me hanging on with no handle
Thief of grief culprit of this and as well the vandal
Dom*Colucci 2010
~It is all about where you are placed because this is what the intention is...and that intention is NOW in your present reality as this is what you wished~
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Wind, a forced entry*
Wind, a forced entry* A wind blowing day, is outside my door Whipping all around but don't know what for Maybe it is to show its streng...
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The Soul sees its Love* I look out the window and see the rain But my feeling is for Love and not for the pain The great elation I have...
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Love is ours all day long* Brilliant sunshine played out on your face Beauty abounds as love leaves its trace My heart swoons ...
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Gentle"nest"* I look into your eyes and what do I see? A unity of us both inside of me The closer I get to be in y...
Poor creature... I feel compassion.
ReplyDeleteSorrow has plagued this person as the thief of their good time seems to be faded..so sad as well....enjoy always(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*:)xo---{--@