Aurore Severo Poet I do not know?

Ghost Lover

He
Whispers
Poetic words
In the heat of love
Dreaming of tomorrows truth
I fall onto a hopeless dream

Awaken
By the emptiness
Of rumbled bed sheets
The song birds singing on window sills
As the sun rises yet again and again and again
Coffee cup filled with tears, loneliness fills the years

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Carole Duet August 1, 2017 at 12:30 AM Hi Aurore. This is really a fine poem. It really "touched" me. By-the-way, don't you mean "rumpled" rather than "rumbled" in the 2nd verse?

Phil Capitano July 24, 2017 at 10:02 AM Sadness is a cross we all bare from time to time, they are symbols of our trust in love. Good one Aurore.

Ravi Sathasivam July 18, 2017 at 12:54 AM Excellent. Beautifully said. Sad too. Thanks for sharing it.

Lin Lane July 17, 2017 at 7:43 AM Hello, Aurore. Your last line is a complete poem unto itself.

Eileen Manassian July 17, 2017 at 5:19 AM This tugs at the heart, dear. Very heart wrenching. When actions don't back up words, heartache ensues. Sending hugs

Tim Smith July 16, 2017 at 11:00 PM Beautifully written but oh so sad dear. I hope the ghost would disappear and happiness fill its place...a favorite