After True Love Lost: All Beauty Is Ash Searing Optic Nerves Poem by Terence George Craddock

After True Love Lost: All Beauty Is Ash Searing Optic Nerves

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true love lost is the relentless pain which refuses to ease
empty ceaseless suffering which burns like iron hot firey brands
all beauty is ash searing optic nerves burning out sight eyes

Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Friday, January 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,loss,lost love,love,pain,true love
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Inspired by the poem 'You Want To Know' by the poet Andy Brookes.
Dedicated to the poet Andy Brookes.
Split image from the poem 'True Love Loss Is No Sight No Sound No Taste No Feeling' by the poet Terence George Craddock.
Written in January 2017 on the 27&28.1.2017.
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