A Time to Love
Time it once had a meaning,
The years had seasons,
Day and night reigned and waned,
Love was pure and unstained,
Before the grains of truth and trust,
Began to seep out, Began to rush,
Seeping and lies creeping,
Insidiously drowning love.
Our times have had meaning
Our love had its season
The grains of our love
Ceased flowing became corrupt
It stopped!
Times up!
Loves finished!
Abrupt!
Submitted for : Bluebell Books where the timer was used as the prompt
Sad words that are too often true. Nice write, Kez!
ReplyDeleteSo sad. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI like the abrupt ending, very effective.
ReplyDeletesad, time to move on and love without hesitations.
ReplyDeleteCheers.
Enjoyable. Very interesting!
ReplyDeleteWilliam
...lies creeping / Insidiously drowning love--what a great line. Beautiful, heartwrenching poem. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeletelies can undermine love so fast...thanks for popping in today!
ReplyDeleteLove how you captured that feeling of finality that can overwhelm us as times, both in the words and the layout :o)
ReplyDeletenice to swing back through on this...life is full of endings, some for the better...perhaps based on the nature this is one of them...
ReplyDeleteLove the honesty and the realism of this... well done! :-)
ReplyDeleteKez, I really like this one a lot!! Missed it the first time around. Blessings, Terri
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing! Great job :)
ReplyDeleteGreat one! It does end like that. :-/
ReplyDeleteI think that love is eternal. Love dies in lies, in selfishness. The poem is sad and true.
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