Our love was fierce white-hot
A raging fire unquenchable
How I was caught unawares
It’s disappearance into thin air
Like the smoke from a dead candle light.
Our love was fierce white-hot
A raging fire unquenchable
How I was caught unawares
It’s disappearance into thin air
Like the smoke from a dead candle light.
Clever use of smoke! good one.. 🙂
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Thanks Prakash.
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Short but sweet! I think that the disappearance often comes from fear of the unknown.
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True Rob! The unknown that one should always be aware of.
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Or cautious of. However, fear should never rule one’s life. Take the bull by its horn, and live.
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Very good wisdom in your words. Thanks Rob💝
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Such is life. Lovely poem.
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Thanks for stopping by to read.
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That’s deep and relatable
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Thanks for reading 💝
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Nice but love have to be so sad? 😦
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Yes true. Thanks for reading.💞
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Beautiful imagery! 🙂
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Thanks
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