Harsh were the winds,
They killed my fire.
I watched him snatch
My burning desire.
Harsh were the winds,
They sealed my fate
He smiled at the crowd
While I watched, abate.
~Eliza
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Poetryrandom thoughts on pink afternoons Compilation of poems ranging from romance to nature and more.
Bereft
Harsh were the winds,
They killed my fire.
I watched him snatch
My burning desire.
Harsh were the winds,
They sealed my fate
He smiled at the crowd
While I watched, abate.
~Eliza
