The Time for Love Is Now Fast Disappearing
|The time for love is now fast disappearing|
As years tick on and flesh descends towards dust.
Death, so long a question, now is nearing,
And one makes peace with pain because one must.
Yet love still grips the heart with unspent yearning,
A hunger unappeased from birth to death,
A need for need, an unrequited burning
That casts its doomed delight past all regret.
O star that lights the else unlit creation,
Desiring ever what can never be,
Longing for some sense beyond sensation,
Candle to a light we cannot see:
Be for us now in these last years of life
The beacon that guides home a man and wife.
|Name: xXx tasha xXx||2005-10-06|
|u poems have enspired me like a flower blooming in the hot sun in a blistering summers day|
|it was great|
|i really enjoyed it it was sweet! keep the ppoems up! XX |
|This is something I can really relate to and you area very inspiring writer. I have now took writing as a whole different world.|
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