Poets & Poetry

Withered blossom

You came like a beautiful day.
Full of glorious moments
And left like a stormy wind
On your way.
That different world of ours
No longer exists.
And you and I
Are no longer the brightest stars
In each other’s sky.
Promises were broken
Trust was lost
And the love faded.
Our eyes welled up with tears
As we said our final farewell.
We could have fixed it, but
Beautiful things are always
Meant to be apart.