Long and dreary, the road stretches on.
A warm dusk it is, but the warmth in your heart is gone.
There's pain in your eyes, disbelief on your face,
That dream has escaped, you've lost the chase.
Dragging your feet, trudging along,
There's no end in sight, you're no more that strong.
The shadow of your past trails close behind,
The wounds are still fresh, they have been unkind.
Desperate with hope, it nudges you to answer,
Will the pain ever go? Does it ever get better?
You've tried to go back, you've spent hours crying,
Your love seems like a lie, but do you stop loving?
2 comments:
You do stop loving, if your love is a delusion. But you don't realise it..
that you are deluded..
However, if its not a delusion, guess the pain remains forever.. like with frodo in Lord of the rings.. till you die...
Good poem nonetheless..
- Parag (2007095 :) )
Hope & Greed - two phenomena that make one do things that one cannot even think of in a wakeful state!
for all the questions that are looking for answers here: 'in the end it doesn't even matter'
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