Post by Brian on Jul 4, 2018 19:11:32 GMT -6
Yesterday or was it longer? good-bye was heard,
Then came the solid slam of the door,
Standing in silence while darkness gathered,
All that could be found,
Where unshed tears of the heart,
Reverberations of mocking echoes from the walls,
Only the sounds of harsh breathing,
For a battle had begun from thought to feeling,
Insipid creeping of nerves stilled yet jangling,
For there were unshed tears of the heart,
Passions of a different kind raging as a storm,
Gale forces to tear asunder willed self control,
As somehow yesterday became today,
A battlefield where all raged, nothing remained,
Except for unshed tears of the heart.
Brian Paul Sullivan © 2001
Then came the solid slam of the door,
Standing in silence while darkness gathered,
All that could be found,
Where unshed tears of the heart,
Reverberations of mocking echoes from the walls,
Only the sounds of harsh breathing,
For a battle had begun from thought to feeling,
Insipid creeping of nerves stilled yet jangling,
For there were unshed tears of the heart,
Passions of a different kind raging as a storm,
Gale forces to tear asunder willed self control,
As somehow yesterday became today,
A battlefield where all raged, nothing remained,
Except for unshed tears of the heart.
Brian Paul Sullivan © 2001
