Words Are Hollow
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Love Poem
After days and nights, many fights,
days of spring and summer,
auburn fall and colder winter.
All the battles we fought together!
All dawns we spent and laughed!
Friends and smiles – what is better!
Words are poor and empty,
meaningless, hollow, grey!
Shadows standing on my way.
Why am I not blind, I ask?
Why am I not deluded?
Just one word… farewell
more by Dimitar Dimitrov
photograph by Micah Hallahan
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There is a rawness in your poems. Loved that! Farewell .. such a word that brings lots of nostalgia for me.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, friend! That was one of the few poems I wrote for seconds… I felt like an emotional hurricane. Keep writing and imagining:)