Beauty from youth
Eaten slowly away
Time leaves nothing
Living untouched or
Unfaded, devours all in
Its sight until all that
Remains are memories
Of what once was-
Littering life’s pathway
With faded scents of
A discarded rose
Beauty from youth
Eaten slowly away
Time leaves nothing
Living untouched or
Unfaded, devours all in
Its sight until all that
Remains are memories
Of what once was-
Littering life’s pathway
With faded scents of
A discarded rose
https://shilyot.wordpress.com/2015/02/03/dust-motes/
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Thanks for the link, your poetry is beautiful!
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Discarded rose.. such a sad thing: they are desolate, there’s no beauty in a dead rose, only memories of its intended purpose. I find them very bleak things. Perfection turned to dust. ❤ your writing!
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Thank you so much, I’m busy designing a website to present tomorrow – procrastination offers great inspiration 🙂
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Wow, this is so beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you so much! For some reason I missed your comment!
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Very true, this little “truth”
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Thank you!
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very nice poem! Nothing is permanent in this life, change being the only constant.
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thank you! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Bobbi's Blog.
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I just love how you spun youth to memories then into a discarded rose great imagery short an sweet but with a whole lot of punch
As always Sheldon
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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The web of words you weaved here is done so beautifully. Great poem!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Marvelous piece
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Thank you!
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My pleasure. Stay amazing
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I enjoyed your poem!
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I’m glad, thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Young Novelist.
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Beauuuuutiful!!
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Thank you so much xxx
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Why can’t men treat women like a bottle of wine which age with grace? 🙂
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Some men do, I guess Ompong. Hmm…where are they? 🙂
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I’m here… Look no further! Hehehe!
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You’re married, and your wife loves you 🙂
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Hahaha! Well said! 😀
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loved the essence…Great…!
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Thank you very much 🙂
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