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Tides
Tides
So soon, so soon
the pain ebbs and flows
sea is cold as ice
as it sucks on my toes
at least there is some feeling
as cold as it may be
letting go is a must
there's nothing left for me
and as you lie still
in your silk-lined bed
your dreamless sleep
all memories are dead
but you will live on
heart hears you see
letting go is a given
though nothing left for me
except the memory
of curtailed dreams, love
your raw existence
soul on wings of a white dove
life goes on relentless,
with the ebb and flow
so long, my darling
weeping, onwards I go
feedback van andere lezers- Danvoieanne
nice xx killea: thank you Anne
xx
j - andremoortgat
Onwards you go
You'll meet ice and snow
so turn ...on the crossroad
to the sunny street of hope
to much sorrow smells like "dope" killea: "dope" I am a dope, but I don't do 'dope', but maybe I should.
thanks for the tip:-)
xxx
j - Aramis
beautiful winter tale ... killea: Many thanks Jan
xx
j - Annelies
What a beautiful poem about letting go. I can read it again and again. My heart hears the pain.x killea: Yes, life is so full of invisible pain, thank you Annelies
xx
j - Vardar
very beautiful poems... but whether we like it or not, so we must be strong and stand the storms to conquer life! killea: Indeed, Vardar, it is a constant struggle to get over all the shite!
thank you for your fine FB
xx
j - b_engel
beautiful killea: thank you b engel
xx
j
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