Smoke

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs

Inhaling fumes of despair,

sighs engulf my body and soul,

Trapped by pain they cannot bear

slowly but surely, I lose control

I lose my sanity

every figment of my imagination

is lost in this sea

of sighs by my creation.

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

Wonderfully captured. Thank you for sharing.

[Distant horizons]

Stunning use of words for such a short write. You have filled this so powerfully in such an expressivemanner. Beautifully done