Where Winds Would Blow
Tears into a river flow
As once I knew but now I know
That ever he would refuse to go
To travel to where winds would blow
And laying waste unto the fire
I lift myself unto the pyre
And rage into the black desire
That my heart would ever love a liar
Still in our death is no relief
For faith exists without belief
And time eternal only brief
To this heart's unforgiven thief
So I wait outside the door
For one not found there anymore
And despite the promise that he swore
Will return to me again no more
Words: ©2022LCR
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One of your most meaningful poems ~~~~
ReplyDeleteThank you. It sounds like you're familiar with my words...
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