Love is the way, sand slips from your closed fist
Crunchy,feel good,till it lasts
Gradually vanishing through unseen spaces,
The more you try to stop,
Faster it escapes.
You are left with nothing
but the pain of being in vacuum,
where just the memories of past,
holler in your ears,endlessly.
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Lovely!
Thanks vineetha
A fine poem on the ephemeral quality of love and the hollowness within when it disappears.
Thanks a lot Vijay ji
The Oasis of Love dries up quickest in the Maker’s scheme of things ! Touching !
Thanks for words of appreciation