An Echo

in our life we say, there comes a time, there comes a day...when all is over, said and done...no words spoken can mend, no promise made can assure...our eyes are opened, we've met the end...
It is not the quantity of friends that we have that is important, but rather the quality of those friends we do have...

Friday, September 25, 2009

Whispered Word


She came to me in whispered word


To lament to me her sorrow


She said she cried but no one heard


She cried for lost tomorrows




Tears like a river flow


Stains a heart so sweet


Pain that comes and will never go


Two hearts that will never meet



Smiles that will never be seen


Lips that will never kiss


Love that cuts like a blade honed keen


Tomorrows fallen into the dark abyss



A time that is lost for two


An embrace waiting to be filled


Now realized to never come true


A dream lost time has killed



A path walked with no return


No longer by her side


A love given that was spurned


Her face she tried to hide



To conceal the pain in her eyes


The smile that is lost


The hurt from the final goodbye


The heart that it cost



She came to me on whispered word


She came and shed a tear


She came to say no one heard


She came to hide her fear









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1 comment:

Noha said...

Hearts are meant to love not to hurt;
Words of love are whispers to the ears of the beholder;
Able to love are blissful to a woman's soul.

Expression of love should come naturally. Tell
her... Good luck.

An Echo....

When you find you are lost, always go back to where you started...