The room was filled with flowers Absolutely perfect for lovers It was such a beautiful sight Even now in the darkness of night I appreciated the beauty of it all Just like the first time we had danced in this hall We had danced past midnight Holding each other tight You hold me in your arms just like before Our feet floating slightly above the floor That night you had promised me forever And you promise me the same a hundred years later Even death could not do us part For we had been dead from the start
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Oh wow, lovely work! I love the post image to compliment it as well.
Interesting.
Amazing!
wonderful poem – you should have saved it for Valentine’s Day! 🙂
Beautiful poem
I really like this! The last line was a zinger! Really well done.
Forever yes… and Always…
ahh… pooja g…
romance
beyond the grave…
forever now…
late at night…
occupying an empty hall
where once love had ignited two such hungry souls
like moths to a warm inviting flame
ahh… yes… how sweet indeed
is neverending romance
beyond the grave…
© Ralph Boothe (moriba sababu)
February 9th. 2022
The romantic build-up of the poem was dramatically wound up with a macabre twister👍
Beautiful piece.
oh this was a clever ending Pooja! love it!
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Nice. I like.
Yes, I believe lovers have more than 9 lives and they come back again and again in different incarnations.