Whispers of a Shattered Heart

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In shadows deep where sorrows dwell,

They say time heals, yet pains compel,

Each tick a wound that cuts anew,

With every breath, I bitter rue.

I long to learn the warmth of love,

But fields of grief my heart's made of;

The hands that clasped in joyous night,

Now linger lost in endless flight.

Oh, darkness wraps this fragile frame,

A bluesy tune without a name,

Can you escape what fate has marked?

Will love return when hope has parked?

For tears like rivers ebb and flow,

And whispers haunt the soul below;

Can hearts as fragile as the glass,

Withstand the weight of dreams that pass?

So here I stand with bruised resolve,

Against the tide where shadows evolve;

Tell me now, oh echoing night,

Can you die from a heart’s lost fight?

by Jules my dead Master poem. He die years ago on feb 11. 

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If I Could Take Us Back

In whispered dreams where shadows lay,

If I could take us back to play,

And in each empty space beneath the stars,

I’d write "I love you" on gentle guitars.

For every tear that fell like rain,

Each whispered hope, each softened pain,

Flies of ambition winged in flight,

Catching glimpses of purest light.

But time, a thief in dark disguise,

Steals beauty from these longing sighs.

Yet know I never let you go,

A love that drapes time's ebb and flow.

Your laughter echoes in the night,

An angel’s touch that feels so right.

Though death may claim what I hold dear,

In memory’s arms, you linger near.

With courage born from depths of loss,

I rise anew; love bears the cross.

For through the tears that cloud my view,

A whisper calls: “I still love you.”

by Jules

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