What night passes on Beauties face? What scorned life that passes holds a trace? What love was found and then erased? The light distills beyond this place. What magnitude of rich devours the poor? What life is left of distempered form? What angry passion burns inside? What forgotten love does this beauty hide, where hurt and pain bring an angry lie? Alone in her soul the memories cry. What ingenuity and grace now abandoned? She walks alone herself fiercely reprimanded. Dare she love twice and hurt again? Dare she look deep within? Her elegance puzzling the world she leaves because, deep in her soul the pain still seethes.
I am sure you have heard it all too often...but it is true for most. It is always better to love than never loving at all. Pain sometimes brings out the best in our expression. Thus, this excellent write.
Risks in life is Growth! :)
I've been there a couple of times, and wouldn't change a thing!
Follow your heart!
Change is always Good!
God Speed!
BEtter to Love than Not Love at all!
This poem is a gem - I plan to treasure and savorrrrrrr...
Thanks Chrissy for sharing your heart so openly!
WArmly, WArrior Lady Sheeeoox
Love is such a fragile step within this life, though it is the greatest sensation within soul and mind, it is the broken heart that finds the difficulty to try and try again, so many have found themselves within the same emotion of your poem and yet so many still have faith to seek and try at love again...
a nice work of this thought within poetic verse...
Wow...I was thinking about this exact topic all day long...is it okay to try again? Frightening for sure. This is a wonderful piece. Thanks for speaking for those of us who couldn't put that intense feeling into words. Abigail
Your poem makes me realize where I am coming from right now. I totally feel what you wrote. Is it okay to say that? I sure hope so because you did, Crissy. Love (and peace too), to you,
Regis
Reviewed by Michael Mathieu (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2007
I know this for sure, one must move forward and to love again is just part of life... Well said my friend,
You are such a truth teller, Crissy. This work does not beat around the bush at all, it strikes at the target. Great job.
Brett
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on March 24, 2007
Gotta rewind that ole clock, and move on, but only when one is happy within. Just gotta love yerself again, then pick the right geezer out of the 655685485 mile queue...
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I've been there a couple of times, and wouldn't change a thing!
Follow your heart!
Change is always Good!
God Speed!
BEtter to Love than Not Love at all!
This poem is a gem - I plan to treasure and savorrrrrrr...
Thanks Chrissy for sharing your heart so openly!
WArmly, WArrior Lady Sheeeoox
Sam
well written ... the emotion in this poem is strong indeed ...
a nice work of this thought within poetic verse...
nice work.....Art Sun...
Regis
Michael
you describe here.
Be safe,
Karen
Hugs Angela
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Fee
Brett