Was this love or hell?
Stagnant words, false pleasures,
Was this love or hell?
Sumptuous embrace,
Conceived feelings.
Hanging onto realities edge,
Afflicted torrents of doubt.
What short fate,
Rules this?
Revolving moods, flawed imperfect.
Unchallenged and dormant,
We shall let it lie.
What heaven to recollect,
Memories of soft thought.
Brims of love,
That could not try.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“I shall close the door when love comes begging.. wonder is more acceptable than knowing”.. Es-tee
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Sometimes I think love is hell, I fully agree with you. But usually worth it. Beautiful writing..again!
Thank you Tazzy…
Estee, your expression of love covers so many dimensions. From grief, joy to anticipation. Your words always land softly on me and with the greatest of pleasure.
Thank you Jack! Always appreciate your comments!..
Revolving moods, flawed imperfect.
Unchallenged and dormant,
We shall let it lie
Lovely
Thank you so much!
Your play on words is just beautiful! Really love..What short fate, rules this? Well put.
Thanks Chanel!
Estee, I’ve been a big fan ever since that memorable day when I got lost looking for GPS information on the internet and ended up here. Haven’t looked back LOL. Never thought a macho guy like me could enjoy poetry so much. Keep them coming.
It was my lucky day! Best GPS directive I’ve ever received.. thanks Leo.