Friday Fictioneers – You left and forgot to tell my heart…

PHOTO PROMPT © David Stewart

Dimly lit distractions
When I’m feeling drain
You’re gone and have me shun
Message was in vain

When I’m feeling drain
Such a strike, such a blow
Climb and slide with strain
Stick to my line though

You’re gone and have me shun
Come rain, high water
You’re gone and my world’s none
Hazy as we were

Message was in vain
Scraps of memories
Lonely in the rain
Such a chill with the breeze*

(c) ladyleemanila 2019

Tears hidden in the rain

Sound of violins

Broken and lots of pain

Protesting of sins

Sound of violins

With strings so brittle

Fret on little things

The bridge in the middle

Broken and lots of pain

Like a ruin show

Empty husk down the drain

There’s no afterglow

Protesting of sins

Keeping up with the hurt

Being struck with pins

Simple word that I blurt*

(c) ladyleemanila 2021

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For: https://rochellewisoff.com/2022/10/05/7-october-2022/

12 Comments

  1. I never found poetry easy at school, but each year as I get older it seem that I am more in tune with the poet’s. Looking forward may be hard, but I look forward to reading more poetry from you

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