Silent Wrongs

Beneath the pale and silver
Of the night's full moon,
Two shadows walk so silent,
Within a cast of darkened noon.

Tears fall from their eyes,
For one feels they're not to be.
One is deeply saddened
For crushed and futile are his dreams.

One thought his love was strong,
So strong it couldn't break,
Counting on forever
To keep his love in place.

One thought she was in love
To the most perfect of all men,
Counting on her beauty
To keep him lured in.

They both had found a passion
But never kept it fed,
Tainted by the world,
Their love forgot to spread.

They thought they shared a heart
But learned it was a lie,
They only shared a passion
That lived until it died.

Now both are deeply sorry
For what they thought was love
And filled their hearts with saddness
Which will never be enough.

Whatever path they take
There's lessons to be learned,
Trust is oft a virtue
With a love that may be earned.

Fadedspirit 10/5/2008

I am a big fan of your heart ,, your words here have hit home deeply,,,

Whatever path they take
There's lessons to be learned,
Trust is oft a virtue
With a love that may be earned.

Sadly an Eye awaking moment

Awww, thanks LAMom.

Yup... I know that feeling as well.

So you go down the path again,
A twisted winding road,
Learn lessons from the past,
With open eyes you do go slow.
When the time is right,
Love will be found again,
You take the time to know,
If the person is a true friend.

great write, too bad we don't always differentiate between passion and love...being in the moment it is sometimes difficult to see

good as always x

Thanks Mystique and nice write as well.

Thanks PKD. That's true, but there are some that would rather take the time to understand the difference.

Aww, thanks shauna.