After the Love

When Love Dies

When love dies,
It ceases to exist.
And the flame that used to be,
Ceases to persist

It feels like a wound that won’t stop bleeding,
Like it’s your last breath you’re about to take,
And it feels like your soul’s watching,
And all you can do is pray you wake.

When love dies,
It’s like everything slows down to a stop
The tears that came rolling down your cheeks
Are taking ages to drop

To the cold tiled floor
I fell onto my knees,
It felt as if the light followed her shadow,
As she slammed closed the door…

Love died,
I know this because my soul died too.
And it was hurting as much
As all the pain I put her through.

When love died
I ceased to exist
The only thing that kept us together…
Ceased to persist.

by Billy Arends

Source: After the Love


No idea how this could possibly be inspirational? Oh but it is. The way the author has used simple words is inspiring. Words that don’t need to be looked up in the dictionary yet when combined in that order seem so powerful is inspiring. Filling up the voids of his broken heart with lyrics of his own poem is inspiring. Still don’t agree? Here’s something else. The photograph of the dead roses adds to the feeling of the poem. It invokes feeling. That is truly inspiring to me.

“You can find inspiration in everything. And if you can’t, look again.”
~Paul Smith

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Author: nabiha

Rookie blogger. Trying my best to keep up with the world.

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