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Unequalled Love - Original Sad Poem
In my room, besides my bed
They’ll find many pages, crumbled to death
I was often found with a pen, blank pages
And thoughts of you
There is a garden seldom blossoms
A pair of flowers never happy
They miss their happiness, sunshine,
blooming petals and the scent of you.
In between the dawn and the twilight
Your memories illuminating the half-light
Is a sight to witness, when gather;
A river, some pebbles and dreams of you.
Perfect, flawless and serene
Matchless and ideal that have always been
Though lacking and missing now
Some cuddles, hugs, kisses and you.
We are not together,
Courtesy of an unequalled love
The only things that are left behind now
Some paints, a canvas, your face and me.
Comments
This is a beautiful poem with wonderful, pertinent images and a sophisticated layout with decorative devices. Nice!
Awwww too sweet! Beautiful words and photos!! This poem has my votes!:)
Hunbbel,
The imagery created by the words in your poem is beautiful. The photographs you included were perfect. I enjoyed reading this very much.
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@Uzma: I am really glad that you liked it.
"We are not together,
Courtesy of an unequalled love
The only things that are left behind now
Some paints, a canvas, your face and me."
awsome lines..I am speechless.
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@Homesteadbound: You are very few of those fellow hubbers who really judge a hub on its merit and goes deep inside to find the actual meaning of those words and phrases and that is why I really adore you. Thank you so much for being a wonderful part of my writing journey. :)
This was really great! It left a lump in my throat. I liked the phrases you used: crumbled to death,the scent of you, and then your last line "The only things that are left behind now Some paints, a canvas, your face and me." This last line was the summation of loss that the lover felt, such sadness, grief, loss, and emptiness - having to accept the finality of their fate.
Crumbled pages, blank pages: these two images caught my attention. Good writing.
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@lostwithinmyself: Thank you :)
Very well written. X
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@Kaynelson: Thank you for stopping by and providing me your feed back. Really appreciate your comments :)
this is very well written. great job!
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Thank you Deborah-Diane. Your kind words made my day :)
Lovely, lovely poem. I'm glad HubPages provides an opportunity to read poetry like yours.
It's a lovely poem and I too am glad it's only a poem.
Great writing, thank you.
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@Rosemay50: Thank you so much for stopping by and conveying your appreciations to me. I am glad that you liked my poem :)
A beautiful poem.
The only things that are left behind now
Some paints, a canvas, your face and me.
These words convey so much. I too am pleased it is only a poem.
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@Paradise7: Thank you so much, I am glad that you loved another of my poem :)
It is a lovely poem, full of artistry and yearning. Somehow those two things go together.
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@ubanichijioke: Thank you so much for your kind words. A comment of appreciation from such a beautiful poet as you, is indeed an honour for me.
A sweet lovely poem. Adorable is the word. Voted awesome
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@homesteadbound: Thank you so much for the kind words :)
Although, for me, it is just a poem; for many people it could be a true lament of a love lost and they could relate to it. I hope everybody live with peace and love.
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@Apruva: Thank you, so sweet of you :)
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@Writer 20: Thank you for stopping by and giving a feedback :) I am glad that you liked it :)
It was a touching poem. I am truly gald to read that is only a poem, and not a true lament of a love lost with all the pain that would bring.
beautifully written. awesome work...
Great lovely poem you have written here and I'm happy to read that is only a poem.
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@Lucky Cats: It is just a poem and not a lament :P
It is such a privilege that many a times, people ask me the same questions. I am starting to feel a bit more proudy :P lol.
Thank you so much for your comment :)
Oh, ouch! this one hurts. I hope it is only a poem and not a lament for lost love. Very compelling.
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