GH (April 24th / Penzance England)

A Broken Heart

You broke my heart into a million pieces
With a blunt pick axe that never ceases
Like a stuck record jumps it’s groove
To repeat the blow to somehow prove
That you hold my heart for all our time
So I’m yours forever, what was my crime

The blow feels hard each time it falls
Each day goes by it’s meeting calls
It hits when I think of you and ill prepared
Please from this torment let me be spared
The only hope is for you to see
Our fate together we should be

I’m told that time will sort this out
My heart will hear another shout
I hear it all it’s Wisdom’s case
But I can’t give what’s held in place
You hold my red bit good and proper
Will I ever love another

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Comments (10)

lovely poem- beautiful in it own way. Keep writing :)
The rhythm of this piece is not there and as a result I cannot recommend it. There is a problem with the last two lines in terms of rhyme as well. The pattern and scheme of the poem is correct but is simply hard to read. GW62
I am sure you will 'love another', but in the meantime you are at your creative pique. The side effect of heartbreak is poetry, and this one pulls on the heartstrings. S :)
This is a very good read. It has a lot of depth. Thank you for sharing it. Sue
I like it! ! ! Makes me want to read more of your poems. Wow! that had passion in it! I loved it! Romantic! I know I sound really wierd like i'm not making any sense but in my head it makes sense. sorry if it doesn't to you! Can you read my poems?
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