Wooden Heart

notapoet

Thy wooden heart

Stands unloved

Within the hollows

Of the forest despair

 

Bare limbs reach

For passions still longed for.

 

Rooted deep on dying heartache

My tears unable to nourish

 

Dreams of sunlight

into dank soil now immersed…

 

Thy flourishing hopes

 Now In flora decay.

  • Author: notapoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2016 12:57
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Tony36

    Great write



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