A non believer given mass
Snakes cover every blade of grass
When juggling with my heart of glass
You dropped it on the floor
The shards you buried in the mud
Ripped at the hands dispersing blood
A missile by the name of scud
Is heading for my door
My drawbridge down you cleared the moat
Adorning beauty's overcoat
You grabbed my feelings by the throat
And killed them off once more
You took it all and left me there
To stand alone without a care
The weight became too much to bare
My soul is what you tore
The danger signs were all too clear
Is anyone who they appear
The day of reckoning's drawing near
And I don't know the score
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peto (
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Well penned peto......
"You took it all and left me there
To stand alone without a care
The weight became too much to bare
My soul is what you tore"
Loved it thoroughly...
Thank you meera
A lovely and much appreciated comment
Many thanks my friend
Just a phenomenal write, Stevie! I love how you can keep the last line in each stanza to rhyme with the next. Once again, you have presented us with a sad poem but it's lovely how you show it to us. "When juggling my heart of glass; you dropped it on the floor" So descriptive.....I've had that happen a time or two. A very relatable and fantastic poem......once again!!
Thank you very much Christina
We can but try
I really appreciate your constant enthusiasm
It's priceless and inspiring
Gratitude
Beware the fickle lover, they dress themselves in sincerity, but in reality they are disengenuous to a fault. Exquisitely captured in this verse my friend.
Such a kind and encouraging comment
Bella
I truly appreciate you
Many thanks
What a great write I definitely can relate,job well done🙂
Thank you gifted
I truly appreciate your time
Much obliged
Extra descriptive. Evokes a pathos in the reader a sortof a reluctant kinship
Cheers Bobby
Appreciate the visit
Much obliged
It's hard to trust people when so many seem to have ulterior motives.
A quote by Goethe I have to remind myself of daily:
'As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.'
And you described just that perfectly... Because had we simply trusted our first instincts...
Highly relatable write with a perfect flow
Thank you very much sage
I totally agree
It all begins with self trust/love
Truly appreciate your support
Your poem really packs a punch! With vivid imagery, it's like a whirlwind of emotions. It's a piece filled with raw and intense emotions that leaves a lasting impact. Great job!
Thank you cloie
Really appreciate such encouragement
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