Fear of woman in window
life, Love, Nature

I’ll Not

I’ll not let the raven clouds shroud the

pitch darkness of my heart.

I’ll will not give in to the mighty rains to

wash away the salinity of my tears.

Few whispers of amorous love might never

mend my broken heart,

My tears won’t evaporate to the lofty cycles

of the Earths and Sun.

For I’ll not part with my share of pains in

pursuit of temporary gains.

14 thoughts on “I’ll Not”

    1. Ivor, you have penned the essence of my poem so beautifully. Why barter our pains for the sake of temporary gains… washed away by December rain, how lovely. Trusting that you are doing fine. 🙂

      1. I know, we are sailing in the same 🚣‍♀️ boat, hopefully this shall pass too.

      1. Yes ofcourse I’ll be forma and respectful I’m not a friend I’m a fellow blogger on top a woman.

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