**I intially wrote this as a present to a couple madly in love. I later changed the theme slightly, inspired by a real-life event.
78 years spent
He woke up one day
In bed by his side
She motionless lay
The face had wrinkled
With hair turned grey
The frame was feeble
Time's waiting prey
Her face was pale
Emotions robbed
The golden heart
No longer throbbed?
He cried out loud
At life's cruel bend
She won the race
He lost in the end
Then his gaze fell
On her open eyes
The same old gleam
The youthful spice
The pristine white
The turquoise prism
What magic charm!
Old magnetism
Unscathed, untouched
By Time's motion
Brimming with Love
Her secret potion
A quick flashback
Evoked emotions holy
As he shakily moved
To close her eyelids, slowly
2 comments:
This one's pure music - it strums on the heart-strings... way to go!
This is a very sweet poem!!!
Would like to know the characters of the poem in more detail though ;)
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