A Son's Sorrow
By RotseCherut

A son's cry and plea was cast away
Into the perpetual night of pain...
Oh, this night of torment, cloaked in fog, mist and sorrows
There lies a grieving heart, begging the heavens for tomorrow
Let this torture and sadness end, so he may experience love and joy once again!
How much is a son's love worth?
Less than the frozen grains of the wintered earth
Oh, will there be any to take heed to the plea...

I made a revision to my original love poem and think I may add another stanza to it, but need to rethink it all.

Our Love

I thought of you in the evening's most desolate hour
I remember your eyes and their brilliant glare
Your voice I remember as sweet as the lullaby of a dove
And your lips were as red as the blossoming roses upon the hills of Sharon

Do not depart, oh Sweet Maiden
There is relief for souls that are sorrow...

Our Love

I thought of you
In the evening's most desolate hour
I remember your eyes and their brilliant glare
Your voice I remember as sweet as the dove's song
And your lips where as red as the rose of Sharon

Do not depart, oh Sweet Maiden
There is relief for souls that are sorrow laden
For my desire for you is too dear
Let us reminisce in our love
And we shall not despair!

How I dream to hold...

After Life

I am the sun
I am the earth
I am the wind
And the dust
Blowing away

For I no longer am
I dwell in the eternal plane
My remaining flesh lay
In a hollow grave
I am spirit

Here is a poem I wrote about a girl.... The poem is called "A Broken Dream"

A Broken Dream

My heart is poisoned for your love
Oh, how I suffer and grieve, as my love for you has no reprieve!
And I wither away, like the green grass on a scorching summer day
You were the dew on my blades
But now I am parched and wither in decay!

I have no soul left in me
Sadness and despair, all my hopes left in tears
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