Breaking sentiment
12 December 2015
He told her grow up
Tired of all the drama
Tears never ending
It was always wet
She had a way with fountains
And rainy days too
He was fire’s creature
Vivid flames his day’s abode
Embers his dream path
They huddled a while
Cuddles intertwined with love
Sizzles and puddles
Someday it would end
The vapours stifled her so
The sizzling endless
They hardly talked now
A how do you do polite
Chased a good night too
Alice braided hair
Growing up not an option
None to sew to size
Removing cement
She deconstructed dream’s home
Breaking sentiment
Fade Away – Breaking Benjamin
Breaking sentiment – what a great title…the image at the end, of deconstructing dream’s home makes one swallow hard…it is so achingly sad…beautiful writing, Geetha!
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Thank you Thomas, for the sentiment 🙂
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You are welcome, Geetha! 🙂
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They hardly talked now, and how do you do polite. Yes, what an amazing summery of a painful experience. Well done, Geetha.
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Thank you Eric 🙂
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This reminds me of my hot air friend. Love it!
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I would have thought as much 😀 Thank you for your appreciation 🙂
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My pleasure! ;)/
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Geetha, you’re on a roll on the moment. It’s wonderful. I always come away from your work with a warm heart and a big smile.
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Thank you Annie 🙂
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