by Rachel RTVW

Broken hearts, love's deceit,
pieces fall down to my feet.
Broken promises, love's a lie,
puddles form from tears I cry.
Broken dreams, love's illusion,
sorrowed cause of your intrusion.
Broken hope, love's a game,
doesn't last, ends the same.
Broken sleep, love's the cause,
digs at me with sharpened claws.
Broken spirit, love of sorrow,
stolen now is my tomorrow.
Broken life, love is lost,
Broken now and that's the cost.


Submission date : 2007-02-01
Last edit : 2007-04-13

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Anthony M ( F P C D ) at 2010-05-26

The way that you penned this reads differently than most in this genre; it doesn't seem to be stated in a sad tone so much as it does in a matter of fact, disassociated tone, or maybe that's just me. In either case it's nicely written and unforced and the form itself is a welcome change of pace.

nadia at 2011-07-12

I'm astonished. This about sums up what i think of love. This is how it always ends

samantha at 2012-05-16

Fantastic !! I can relate.

Naiomeeh at 2012-06-22

Wow..this was amazing..!!!

Frank Hever at 2015-03-22

A poem that really expresses immense sadness and heart break, great poem.

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