The ghost of our love

by Free verse   Sep 24, 2017


Last night,
I saw the ghost of our love
under the same tree
where we used to weave our dreams
during the summer evenings;

Where my childhood had grown up in your lap;
Where you locked my soul in your lips forever
and where my heart fell like embers from that tree
and turned into ashes.

Winter is coming
and it will freeze
t
o
(death)

  ,not if you ignite the
       

         F
                            
        L                    S

         A                     E

            M

              O

                F

               L         O        V       E

              in your heart once again

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  • 1 week ago

    by Hellon

    This is a great poem and I really loved the layout...very pleasing to the eye :)

    Can I suggest a small thing that I think you have wrong here....The first half of the poem is written in past tense which makes this sentence wrong IMHO...

    "Where my childhood has grown up in your lap" I think it should be had?

    Very much enjoyed this one from you.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Mark

    And where my heart felt like embers from that tree.

    This is a beautiful piece

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Em

    I spied this piece earlier.. I like the changes you made in flames to make it look like a flame well done on a wonderful write

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