by Jad Nov 10, 2010
category :
Sadness, depression /
other
Love passes like the day |
Third stanza, breathe should be breath... and the last stanza I thought was a little forced on the rhyme. Aside from that, you always have a unique, wonderful way of expressing yourself to the fullest...this poem was no different. |
by Sylvia
Sometimes we fill ourselves sadness with just a thought about love, life. What relief it is to realize that is was just a thought, not reality. |