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Lonely Land

Why does the warmth of love wear out over time What happens that the heart and brain grow cold The heart and mind worn out so damaged Unhappiness flows like a light stream Ongoing heaviness evolves into sadness Unexpected attacks of anger Declarations of denial Nothing changed or undone It all stays fixed and stuck Dreary in a lonely land

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Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/8/2023 2:42:00 AM

How sad, Linda. My wife got sick at 79 years we were always in love and made love. The heart troubles began and died in an hour. I never cried but still grieved over her. Hope your poem is fiction.

Linda Milgate
Date: 7/10/2023 9:01:00 PM

Dear Victor, I feel for you, just a hard time to deal with your lost and the years you had together sounded so special. Very different from my poem. Take care.