My empty heart beats
without any flames
Shall I call it defeat?
Once Love was sweet
But you had no shame
My empty heart beats
As the blood drained to my feet
Only embers remained
Shall I call it defeat?
Your truths so incomplete
Your lies even more lame
My empty heart beats
Like a city without any streets
Or a country without a name
Shall I call it defeat ?
Your affections were bittersweet
Your kisses were never the same
My empty heart beats
Shall I call it defeat?
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Author:
Dove (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 13th, 2020 10:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by Unsub- Villanelle- lines aba aba aba aba aba abaa lines - 1 and 3 repeated alternating / appearing together in last couplet
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Comments2
Good write R.
Ok, I'll come back. I'll stay. It won't be defeat. lol.
Smilez, anytime Orchidee, you’re always welcomed! Thanks for stopping by
Your heart will never be empty RB, there is always love in your words.
Andy
Thank you kindly Andy! That’s very sweet of you to say!
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