when the moon arrived without you

The Lonely Author

when the moon arrived without you

A metaphor slowly wilts
like a red rose dying
in the sad reflections of a tinted vase

faded petals of unrecited verses
expired in a gentle whisper
as cold winds blew

tonight, a melancholy poem
exhaled its final breathe
when the moon arrived without you

I wanted to thank everyone for their support. I am struggling with my vision and I hope to be back soon to read your blogs and reply to comments on mine,

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