Tuesday 4 June 2019

The torn letter


The candles have extinguished
Gone the way of waving flames
Darkness fills my living room
And my heart with dismal gloom

Your note is shredded on the floor
Got the message you have gone
Shadows of the night take hold
It's time for rats to be bold

Men are such foolish lovers
Blind to most important things
You've crossed my name off your slate
Will no longer be my mate

I search the torn letter's text
To find just one word of hope
Thought we stick just like glue
You were a peach, how I loved you

The candles now extinguished
Gone the way of waving flames
Darkness fills my living room
And my heart with dismal gloom

Image found at https://www.standard.co.uk/lifestyle/health/candles-in-the-bin-not-this-christmas-8993003.html

9 comments:

  1. A sad love poem. Enjoyed this....beautiful.

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  2. I really liked the bookending of this write. Particularly "Gone the way of waving flames" as if light itself is waving goodbye as you necessarily welcome darkness into your living room (the physical space) and your heart (the emotional space).

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  3. You described the subject's pain so vividly here. I could see him falling on the floor and frantically searching for any sign of a way back to her heart.

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  4. Oh, I can the feel the pangs of sadness in your words. The heartbreak is something which is always difficult to write and read about. Well penned!

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  5. This poem is heavy with sadness, which is especially conveyed in the repetition of room and gloom, like heavy stones at the ends of lines. I find these lines heart-breaking:
    ‘I search the torn letter's text
    To find just one word of hope’.

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  6. So sad to be left... devastating when all you have are the letter...

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  7. "I search the torn letter's text
    To find just one word of hope..."

    for his sake, I hope he finds one.

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  8. Searing and evocative; I can feel the sense of loss pouring from this!

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