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The Price
by Junemarie RoldanThe stars fall from the sky devoid of brightness
The moon becomes a shadow of the night
Dark is creeping up the morning's lightness
The tears that gather steal away your sight.
The rose has lost its color and its beauty
No longer can you smell its sweet perfume
For loving you has turned into a duty
And life is now more lifeless than the tomb.
I wish we could go back to the beginning
I wish that we could buy back yesterday
When loving you seemed so to me like winning
And then became the price I had to pay.
07/01/2006 Posted on 07/01/2006
Copyright © 2024 Junemarie Roldan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 07/01/06 at 11:44 PM Very sad and intense. It sounds like the price you've paid is now MORE than paid in full. The last stanza brought tears to m eyes- so much truth, so little hope. A very heartfelt write. |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 07/04/06 at 06:54 PM Wrenching. I understand this more than I care to admit. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/05/06 at 02:55 AM Well written realization that relationships take constant tending, compromise, commitment - very hard work. I wish you well. |
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