05/11/02
Without you
The day looks gloomy
As the empty sky rains misery
The sun darkens as the faded moon awakens.
Without you
My life fades to nothingness
As my heart flutters no more
And from my life, all colour fades.
Without you
Sense loses its meaning
Becoming an ashy touch upon my skin
This exile is without mercy.
Without you
Is there such a thing as I?
A being in cascading flames
As all is hollow.
Without you
It is all the same
Days and nights are all
A monochrome of nature.
Without you
I am here alone
With thoughts that are crushing
All the existence that I knew.
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Love Poems
PoetryAll about love. Doing a small, loving thing with beautiful panache can be...as romantic as committing a heroic deed... Thomas Kinkade Life is meant to be lived- That's the essence of the romantic creed. Thomas Kinkade
