This is the end, there is no end
After your every phone call
Waiting for it with fear and hope
Listening to your loveless voice.
You are turning over a new page in your life,
Feels like ripping pages out of the book of our love,
Bleeding along the edges.
Love is a choice to make.
Passions subside and wither
Like tidal waves and flowers.
Love stays anchored
Strong-legged love stays,
Unabating.
It takes two to make it last
On a common ground
Treaded by many in darkness and light.
Someone may have a sharp vision
Others are fumbling
Trying to find the mortar and shovel.
Look at this beautiful building,
Full of sounds, smells and colours!
Yesterday, remember, it was there;
Today it is gone: dust and bricks and crows flying
Over its rotting remains.
It wasn’t a fire; just a street light went out, some time ago
I couldn’t see where to put my fixes
Didn’t even know it needed one
Just felt something was going amiss
Was groping around and you gave no light.
A stranger comes with a helpful hand led by you.
Without hope giving up the book
Passing me over another one.
I read the book, the list of damages long.
Fly away my birdie to greener pastures
Fly away my butterfly
Hurry to the light!
I can fix burnt wings and broken hearts.
Who will fix mine?
March 2007
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Диана Давоян 16.09.2007 00:11 Заявить о нарушении
With sympathy,
Roman
Роман Голубев 24.12.2007 17:23 Заявить о нарушении