Dying Love

No more good nights
No more greetings in the morning
All those lies
Now with time they are dying
At least we all tried
To keep our dream living
But those little fights
Did a big killing
Those little secrets
Crippled all my feelings.

by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

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Comments (4)

A nice poetic imagination, Tinashe. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
So sad really! ! Nice spilling of emotion. Liked it.
you are correct in a sense love sometimes seems like nothing, thanks for sharing.
Cry of a broken heart..