In the quiet, quiet night
Missing an old dream
Missing a small whisper
When will the lonely heart remember?
The wind blew away the laughter that day
Only a soft sigh remained
Memories float quietly like clouds
My heart whispers, are you far away?
Lonely footsteps on an empty street
At night, tears fell for short periods of time
Each leaf falls like a farewell
I embrace all the pain.
The moonlight is pale and sad
Longing is sent with the distant wind
Fragile silhouette in memory
Without you, life is endlessly empty.
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By Stephen A. Roddewigabout 17 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Amazing work. Thanks for sharing such a deep idea!!!
So beautifully written. You're an amazing writer. The similes the imagery, the longing. Some poems are just extra ordinary. love the lines: Missing an old dream. The wind blew away the laughter that day
Deep feelings - So painfully written: "Lonely footsteps on an empty street At night, tears fell for short periods of time"