Truth

Hours fly,
Mortals die;
New days,
Old ways
Pass by.

Hearts stray.
Bodies are clay;
Sun shines,
Moon pines
But love stays.

lifelyric

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Keith Bickerstaffe

June 27, 2012 at 7:48 PM

Aptly titled! Short, sharp phrases paraphrasing such beauty and depth. BRAVO YOU!! :))

Robert Johnson

August 4, 2011 at 7:24 PM

Truth can not lie. And when morning comes, we've all gotta try. Broken dreams planning new schemes. With a penny in our pocket, we spend our thoughts on anything we can afford. It's a shame when our hearts fill up with a past adored. But hope eternal will send us on our way. The best we can do is enjoy the day.

Bl Devnath

July 17, 2011 at 9:22 PM

Good morning. I am touched with the words "But love stays"truly penned. Thanks.bl

Robert Johnson

July 17, 2011 at 1:17 PM

Tomorrow's quest lyes in jest. A foolish need to see the rest. When loves sweet presence shines today. There's really nothing left to say.

Don Johnson

July 15, 2011 at 6:37 PM

yes sir, bloody good, oh yeah, flow there, should :) great one babe, Don

Juanita Warden

July 12, 2011 at 9:03 PM

Isn't true love grand? Enjoyed this very much.

Zzzzz Zzzzz

July 11, 2011 at 11:41 AM

Straightforward, and yet quite profound. Some good observations here, poetically presented. Love, Robert.

Paul Beadnall

July 11, 2011 at 3:47 AM

Love these simple yet effective words, Elisabeth. Thank you for commet and marking on my poem for a friend . And yes she loved it. She is actually a friend of my fiance`, i was just given details and from them .... bless up... Paul

Doris Culverhouse

July 10, 2011 at 5:44 PM

Thanks for your comments on my poems...you are an encouragement to me!

Daver Austin

July 9, 2011 at 10:33 AM

Yea, even past the dinosaurs. Spose there was love in those days? I liked this poem muchissimo. LOve, daver

Doris Culverhouse

July 9, 2011 at 6:06 AM

enjoyed reading today....thanks for your comments.

Carol Sunshine Brown

July 9, 2011 at 5:26 AM

What a wonderful poem to read on an early Saturday morning Elizabeth. Love, Carol

Sidney Hall Mad Poet

July 8, 2011 at 9:09 PM

we are all nuts in this fruit bowl. No they wont think you mad. Just being how by me how to be. if you know what I mean.

Elizabeth Wesley

July 8, 2011 at 9:15 PM

No, I didn't quite catch the meaning - I'm as nutty as you.

Sidney Hall Mad Poet

July 8, 2011 at 8:54 PM

you have mail

Sidney Hall Mad Poet

July 8, 2011 at 8:35 PM

So true Girl. you got me looking in the mirror at all the year and old ways that have passed by while questioning how can love still stay with a flab like me? Love your poem. By the way your poem is done and I hope you enjoy it :-)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

July 8, 2011 at 6:44 PM

so true elizabeth..my theory is ..love conquers life ... for without love ..life is pointless..luv..

Jl Sadberry

July 8, 2011 at 4:13 PM

Smile, *^_^* “Love It, & Ow Sooo True, Amid This Moment In Times Existence *^_^* My Dear Precious & Lovely Elizabeth = I Happen to Have Met Once Upon A Time *^_^* The Author of The Most Beautiful Love *^_^* And He Showed It to My Heart == And Poured Its Everlasting Beauty *^_^* Deep Into My Soul *^_^* Very Beautiful Poem, My Dear.” === My Love Always, Jasper *