When Love Dies
Life stops dead in its tracks in mourning for lost love
When Love Dies
When love dies, a hush remains,
A shadow slips between two planes.
The soul, once bright, now silent weeps,
A grief too deep for gentle sleep.
The heart, a bloom once flushed with red,
Wilts and withers, cold and dead.
No spark remains, no whispered tune,
Just hollow echoes in a silent room.
Dreams unravel, soft and slow,
Like fading stars that cease to glow.
The soul cries out — a soundless plea —
Lost adrift on a darkened sea.
As time moves with steady tread,
A part of you lies quiet — dead.
For when love dies, it takes its due,
Leaving an ache that lingers true.
There is no spark, no second dawn,
Only a heart that beats Slowly till dead
love hurts, wounds and kills each beat.
As when the heart dies, engulfed in defeat.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (4)
Great
The soft collapse of these lines: "Dreams unravel, soft and slow, Like fading stars that cease to glow." is heartbreaking but captivating. I can see the dreams unravelling. 💔
This is one very sad poem of love that was supposed to last forever. Good job.
This is intense, sad, and beautiful Marie.