‘Dolore,

There she was; waiting in layers of delight,

while moving clockwise.

This smile hidden deep behind her agony

as she shows me the world in her eyes.

She glooms and praises her love,

while lost in translation she speaks for the skies.

She spoke in tussle

as her lips whispered;

β€œTake me home, as I await the truth of the wise.”

I am in touch with her agony

as I resend her pain likewise.

Let us not dismantle

as we wait for the time of sunrise.

A hope,

a mystery,

as she belongs to our hearts

we shall arise.

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17 responses to “‘Dolore,”

    • Thank you so much for that amazing compliment, Ben!! I do actually try my best to achieve that, Because we all interpretat things differently. Glad you noticed it. πŸ™πŸ½πŸ˜ŠπŸ€­ And as humble I’m I have to say; “I Just do the best I can and have fun doing it!”

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  1. This is a really lovely poem! I love how you make the poem open to interpretation, so that every reader will take something different out of the poem. You wrote this poem so well and I look forward to reading more! Thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

    Feel free to read some of my blogs πŸ™‚

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