What becomes....

What becomes....

A Poem by andrew mitchell

What becomes of the bow
when the arrow is fired?

What becomes of the love
when the nest has flown?

What becomes of footprints
washed away in sands?

What becomes of words written
for all eternity?

What becomes of a heart no more?

What becomes....

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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The answer to all is emptiness - sad

Posted 7 Years Ago


How very, very becoming Andrew and true... Now ya got me a wondering.... but its them words I worry about most, there must be mountains of em out there... I wonder, will any of them becoming out to play.... Now look what ya just gone and done my friend, ya set me off again...... Nice one sir.... Neville

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

lol You are too kind Neville. Many thanks.
Neville

7 Years Ago

My sincere pleasure Andrew... you got style and I like it.. so there... N

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Added on September 30, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..