Candles still unlit
my drizzly heart cries
obscured by darkness;
Should I stay or leave, hope crawls
on wretched feet, dying slow
In love with poetry.
hope, Love, Pain, Poetry, Tanka
December 3, 2016 at 3:00 pm
This is me today. Maybe that’s why I love it so much?
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December 3, 2016 at 3:41 pm
Happy that you loved this but sad that you are feeling so. For you:
Up and down up and down
A mix of smiles and some frown
Love and life, love and life
Made of happy days and some strife
December 3, 2016 at 4:04 pm
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