The Love Imprinted On My Heart Is Gone
The face imprinted on my heart is gone.
It faded slowly so I did not know
My heart is blank amd nothing lies thereon
The face imprinted on my Heart is gone
I do not feel the love of anyone.
This common loss affects us like a blow.
A metaphor,a simile,a pun.
My mind is blank its images have gone.
My heart is mine alone the love of none
Like a candle flame my love burnt low.
My mind is faded. Now I know no sun
Underneath the rivers silver
Copyright © Mary Braithwaite | Year Posted 2023
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