Only the dust on the shelf
where your flowers sat silent,
just the memorable colors
of rose filled romantic dreams.
The scent follows me
everywhere I go it seems,
your favorite flowers dying,
a crystal offering from my soul.
Days like this turn cold
without your love my dear,
no more embraces of the spirit,
emptiness were love once filled.
A glimmer on the crystal
where the crimson faith
used to bloom majestically,
now emptiness resides broken.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on two other books at the present time. One is entitled "The Angel and the Witches and the other is "Once Upon A Halloween"
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Beautiful words of poetry ❤
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Thank you my friend and have a great night!!☺
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You’re very welcome
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