Solitude makes my world seem close at end in darkening hours, that transend the heart with morbid and derisive gloom, and sweetness akin to some rank bloom,
then love, remember I the wealth of heavens pennies brought, a silken tapestry, of light that caught thy living hues and shades that play, ignite thine eyes, that smile my tears away.
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
written in March 1987, when parted from my wife due to work committment.
Solitude makes my world seem close at end in darkening hours, that transend the heart with morbid and derisive gloom, and sweetness akin to some rank bloom,
then love, remember I the wealth of heavens pennies brought, a silken tapestry, of light that caught thy living hues and shades that play, ignite thine eyes, that smile my tears away.
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Solitude makes my world seem close at end
in darkening hours, that transend
the heart with morbid and derisive gloom,
and sweetness akin to some rank bloom,
then love, remember I
the wealth of heavens pennies brought,
a silken tapestry, of light that caught
thy living hues and shades that play,
ignite thine eyes, that smile my tears away.
This poem showed up in my tool bar..How beautifully poignant it is.