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the silence of acquiescence
for countless years
I have craved the words, for a verse,
some eloquent prose
while remaining tongue tied
I found only the capitulation of love
resonating withered woes
no inspired cordial cadence
only syllables shredded, and shorn
as useless, in a reiterated gasp
of echoed past
agony of torment
in love and life
limp, slack
hanging in juxtapose
dwelling in the dark sentences of night
unfulfilled in the silence of acquiescence
Sounds a lot like my shitty
Sounds a lot like my shitty poetry! ;) I can relate, nice sting to it. As always profound and very well written!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I Feel So Much Loss
in these lines - feel them hard - Well composed, well felt - Stella