Poetry consummating by love

love consummate by words

words that i presume
sparkling in a black that
comes from the white
of your paints

my pain!

or scrambled hands move
suddenly, in the end of love

oscilating in front of me
with sounds, fears
maybe tears

Have you stole it from who?

my consumed soul?
when letters showed up
and i was deceased,
exhaling my last breath!

Oh! my loneliness ,

that is why my spirit was made for

Poetry

of night and day

fell tiny drops of black

pouring in my head

Oh! make my suffering less

with crumbled letters

a mere breath, the last

my poetry consummating by love

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Published on Tuesday, March 26, 2013. Filed under: "Graphic Art"

Comments on "Poetry consummating by love"

On Sunday, May 20, 2018, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

I feel that way every day. Thank you for giving me something to relate to.
A former member wrote: This is sweet, a very lovely pen dear. Thanks for the read. :)
On Wednesday, March 27, 2013, dwells (4284) wrote:

I think we must all feel this way and you strike a common chord, well done MM. By the way the dark blue text is very hard to see on the black background, maybe one shade lighter would be better, cheers!
On Wednesday, March 27, 2013, M Morgan (198) wrote:

I 'll try again Poet. Thanks
On Wednesday, March 27, 2013, dwells (4284) wrote:

Now I can see the wonderful words, thanks little one!
On Tuesday, March 26, 2013, FadedBlues (2168) wrote:

,,,love begets poetry, poetry begets love. it's a beautiful thought...
On Tuesday, March 26, 2013, PoetessDarkly (700) wrote:

awe this is so sweet and I truly found it enlightening.