Today I tucked my heart
In-between the laundry
Inside the washing machine
Hoping the stains would disappear
To leave it fresh and new
A new heart, a new beginning
Am not so sure though if
One washing will be enough
After all the pain and sorrow
This heart has been through
It might take several washings
To restore that pure white
Most likely, some stains
Will remain on it forever
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Some of those stains will be the stains of love that are always in our hearts.
Andy
Thanks Goldie! You are right, the love stains will stay.
A fine write Fred.
Thanks Orchie!
Hello Fred, good to see you posting again. Well if the words you publish today are happening in your life right now then sympathy but heck.... it means there's loads for you to write about in here... c'mon man.... get it off your chest.
Thanks so much d.a., I wouldn't mind to write more but right now I am so busy, I need to steal the time to get on MPS. Wrote only two poems in January and nothing so far in February. Give me another couple of months and it will be better.
The stain will faint away with time. Long time no see my friend. It seems you still hanging on the tree.
Thanks m.a.m., I guess all stains fade with time, but it would be nice if we could just wash them away! I am hanging in, see my answer to dusk arising.
Hey Fred. Love your poem. Now did you use non bio? And of course conditioner to soften!
Thanks so much Saxon,
I put everything there is into that machine. Even used these funny smelling papers in the dryer. No use. Some stains remain. But hey, at least I got a clean heart! 🙂
Haha. There is that. Stains on the heart only bring a unique character, regardless of funny smelling paper dryers!
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