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Beyond Bereft
The moon, huge ball above that shines a golden hue, seems a sign auspicious - but oh, that is not true! Trenchant words you spilled; my heart is cleft. I’ve wept (beyond bereft) now you’ve left. Dear, can’t you recall how we’d thought our love would grow? Your touch would enthrall me through long days; moon’s warm glow - Where did summer’s solstice go? How will I ever find the wherewithal to hold on through each coming lonely night? My heart is hollow now, but holds no light, and autumn’s sky too soon will cast its pall. Abounding love and sun are gone. How small will be the days to come. How much less bright! How will I ever find the wherewithal to hold on through each coming lonely night? In fragrant blush of June, to garden wall I’d run, your sunflower smile in my sight. How can I stop my mind from taking flight - so lost in thought of when we had it all; how will I ever find the wherewithal? Submitted Feb. 24, 2022 for Faraz Ajmal's Some Broken Hearts Never Mend Poetry Contest
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