Open Poetry #47 |
Out of love |
tuffluv66 Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 121Iowa, U.S.A. |
Through despondency, my terse emotional accrual disappaites. Through anguish, my scarred soul reveals more tears. Through torment, my physical shell crumbles from the weight. Through disappointment, my mental faculties dull and whither. Through desperation, I reach out with a trembling hand. With admiration, you refill my empty cup. With divinity, you direct me back into the light. With devotion, you rebuild my crumblin frame. With asperation, you resharpen what has dulled. With determination, you took my hand and held on through it all. Out of love, you remade me a man. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Now that is love! very well done! Lori |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
You give me far too much credit. I did nothing...you worked and worked until you caught what you wanted. All I did was run..then fall. |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
tuffluv66 you paint the love in you. Nice poem, ebonygirl |
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tuffluv66 Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 121Iowa, U.S.A. |
My heart, you could have never run fast enough to get away from me and I'm sorry for the fall. Not..... |
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