Sitting at the corner table alone,
she awaits for him with a lost look
unaware of the coffee gone cold.
she flips throught a random book
pausing at a poem on some page
the one that has her attention hooked.
It talks of anger and uncontrolled rage
in matters of love , lust and sometimes hate
trapping all energy like a bird in cage.
such feelings that are often discovered late
for the world no longer seem to know
how fragile hearts never win battles with fate.
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This is a Terza Rima for Open Link Night.
ah its hard to take a fragile heart into those battles…it will surely get broke…passion can def be overwelming…cool verse ma’am
It was nivce, though I think you could have done more poetically speaking with her thoughts.>KB
will try in the next one 🙂
That’s how you suceed is by taking risks in art–throiugh your failures–then at least you know you’re trying to be different.>KB
Found the poem to be poetically complete as is…just a random thought.
this is so true. a touching and resonating poem. thanks for sharing~
You make me feel for her – and hope.
Nimue, great take on the form! At first I thought, “Who wants to write tiramisu?!” (wink) The subject herself is enigmatic, but she seems like the type of person for whom some moments go by like a big “whatever” (her absentminded neglect of coffee) and other moments are seared into her soul.
Complicated woman, and BRILL poem! Amy
women are complicated 😉 what can you expect from them 😛
Love me some terza rima; it’s the musicality and flexibility that it gives that can make the results so rich. This is lovely, complete as it is although as KB mentions, it would be nice to see some more of her thoughts and feelings.
will try to write more about this lady 🙂
I was scared I might lose my own rail of thoughts and rhyme if i continue ..
Love it!
Fate never is what one would think, is it. Nicely done. Smiles.