The Poetry Bar

Of pain stored on shelves

How have you faltered
Beneath the driving winds
And sleeting rain?
How have you denied
What we both cried for
Under the heaviest torrents
And pounding waves?
My eyes can only see so much
Behind the tears.
Just a face or an ear
To gaze or to hear.
My love, with your bravest voice.
Come play misery with me,
And send more pages to the books
Full, with ink, displaying pain
To be noticed by the world, and its looks.
We have no shame,
Just ourselves.

As a romantic poet, I seek to share the fullest extent of my experiences in love and sorrow to the world, through each verse that I write.

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