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.
Tag Archives: heart
Verses of Love
Hold me tight,
Etch with your fingers
A verse of our love,
Real like the passionate kisses,
Tall like the moments without it.
… and I promise to read them
back to your skin,
as eagerly as
you would,
Illuminated
by the spark in
your eyes,a fire that
consumes me,every time
you even whisper my name.
—
A dream ?
Her flesh turned colors
from deep red to pale green
like the devil he dreamt of
each night of the last week.
with razor sharp nails,
she tore his heart aside
leaving a pool of blood
crawling around like reptiles.
Next she plucked his soul
that lie hidden in his eyes
and when she was done,
she hypnotically collapsed…
It was a dream he thought
when his hysteria woke him,
to find a green face in the mirror
and her heart, like resin, burning .
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Blame watching “supernaturals” these days, for this poem 😀
Linked to 3ww and Monday Melting
Heart over Mind #novpad 10
Its not easy my lady,
when your heart interferes,
sending mixed signals,
to my busy messengers –
i know i must not speak,
but heart wants to blabber;
I know you wish to ignore
or do you prefer your heart ?
Decide will you ? or this goes on –
heart and me, me and heart
in a battle forever, over you, over all.
Prompted @ November PAD
Heart’s last
observe in hypnosis
the lonely heart thus erodes-
screaming its last
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Written for 3WW and Haiku heights
Some questions …
Why ask for a heart
heart that is black
black like the hate
that your love lacks.
Why not you forget
forget who you were
were you not like that
could be better or worse.
why not you forgive
forgive those who hurt
hurt and taught you well
never to throw your love.
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Written for One Shot Wednesday
Forbidden
forbidden pleasure –
you managed to brandish
my heart on your sleeve
Written for 3WW & Sensational Haiku Wednesday
Blue Moods
Moods were blue,
blue not of the sky,
sky was of shade dark
dark like my sorrow,
sorrow took form of tears
tears that fell on heart,
heart’s door opened
open just to let memories
memories of you Inside.
Written for One Shot Wednesday