For Break it May: A Triolet

Dove

For break it may , and so it shall

My heart, my soul, teardrops command

To weep these tears upon my hands

For, break it may and so it shall

This heartbreaking pain within me

My splintered soul for all to see

For, break it may and so it shall

My heart, my soul, teardrops command    

 

  • Author: Dove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2021 13:39
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 26
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • dusk arising

    Dove, I can't read that font I'm sorry.

    • Dove

      Ok, changed hopes it’s better!

      • dusk arising

        I know just where this sentiment comes from. The state of desperation and deep feeling of worthlessness when your heart is truly broken.
        I re-read it several times settling in the end to read the coloured lines only once each time which for me emphasised the pain in the words.

        Thank you for changing the font, it was worth it.

        • Dove

          You’re welcome!

        • Poetic Dan

          Took me a while as I honestly thought it was a different language but beautifully sad and each teardrop is unique to you!

          Thanks for sharing

          • Dove

            Thanks Dan! I changed the fonts , thanks for the read

          • L. B. Mek

            this poems is a baroque teardrop
            of versed emotional bravery!
            deftly executed, and I'm with Dusk
            this words are impactful enough, without
            the repeated chorus or colouring
            (but its perfectly beautiful as it is, dear poet)
            thanks for sharing

            • Dove

              Thanks Mek, I appreciate your honesty and compliments,! Much appreciated

            • Neville


              to suggest this is impressive would be a massive understatement ..
              made me come over all unnecessary so it did ..............................................N

            • Dove

              Awe, Thanks so much dearest Neville! I appreciate the stop over!



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