that flood of pain comes
once more to shadow my heart
my life drains away
ten years seems so long
how could I have born the loss
with but one red rose
each year is one more
I must wait for your embrace
closer closer soon
9,11...never forget.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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13 comments:
such sorrow, pain, longing...good job
many wait for the embrace...of being free of such sorrow
The last verse is very powerful and expressive.
The pining and longing of one separated by distance is clearly evident!! Well done!!
emotion vividly portrayed
Poignant piece of writing!
excellent poem. the pain and sorrow is so powerfully expressed in these verses.
An excellent poem.
So full of pain, hope and longing.
Yes...a torturous day for anyone who had experienced that kind of pain. Beautifully in its sorrow.
Powerful passions here are a wonderful tribute to a tragic moment in time!
passion...anticipation...delay--it's almost too much to read!
Floods here and here and here
Melanie -- very powerful! Thank you for sharing!
the first one alone could tell a whole story I think. brilliant!
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