Winter Leaves

Winter leaves 
And falling rain,
Darkness; wounds 
And growing pain.
"You used to say
That I was your inspiration...
From writing,
You could not refrain."

"There was a light in your eyes"
She said: "Now, your eyes are cold,
There's no more warmth in your hands;
You're getting awfully old!"

Winter leaves 
And falling rain,
Darkness; wounds 
And growing pain.
"I loved your words, 
Your beautiful poetry!
To your imagination, 
You used to give free rein."

"There was a light in your eyes"
She said: "Now, your eyes are cold,
There's no more warmth in your hands;
You're getting awfully old!"

With all the invisible tears
And all the hidden fears,
I lay down-dying-
Upon solitude's dilacerating spears.
Rochdi Bouille
November 25, 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Sands Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 2:52 PM
Wow, so deeply sad! Very powerful poem.
Rochdi Avatar
November 25, 2016 at 2:58 PM
Thanks for reading, Heidi Sands
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