“Upon It’s Final Breath”

It is upon this death,
this death of love’s glory
that we shall burn,
burn in the passing of passion.

In its final days
love did not stand a chance,
battered and torn,
wings of an Angel could not save it.

Words of anger
echoed through out the world,
compassion faded fast
like a ghost in early morning sun.

Is there a chance
for it to return to its former glory,
embracing intimate moments
igniting romantic nostalgia of the soul,

or shall its passing
leave humanity hungering for a caress,
a caressing kiss so intense
its saved before its final breath.

Timothy Michael DiVito c2022

Published by poetryofemotions5778

I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".

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