Smudged Loves
His heart was screaming,
they wanted to be loved.
They cried “love me”
those hearts.
Muted cries,
they longed for love,
hearts
that search,
that pleaded.
That love, those,
those loves
smudged,
blurred loves,
were only tears.
Sad hearts,
that cry without end,
dreaming hearts
that scream without being heard.
No one can hear the flames,
those flames that burn,
calls of love.
Extinguished and deaf,
that no one hears.
Blurred
tears
of love,
shipwrecked
on the peaks
of blurred love,
unknown loves.
Smudged Loves.
Smudged Loves.
Desolate, sorrowful souls.
Unknown cries of love.
Lonely souls that scream in silence.
Love that no one will reflect back into their hearts.
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Author:
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS (
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Comments2
This poem calls out of darkness and forgotten memories remembered only by the lost. It is dark and mournful calling out of darkness but not heard. A sad write. Nicely done
Carlos, there’s a quiet ache moving through this poem…hearts calling out, love blurred by tears, voices fading into silence. The repetition reinforces that feeling of longing that never quite finds its echo. The final line gathers all of that sadness into one clear thought: “Love that no one will reflect back into their hearts.” A poignant piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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