A frozen house stilled mid life,
while the lives within shed
blood from a tear mid stride.
hearts stopped beating,
loving strokes suspended mid brush,
her dappling with the voice of another
pulled her love into adultery's pouch.
his seduction cloaked in friendship,
his lie of never leaving,
his deception of his true nature,
he could have known he would never love her.
her home barren of noise of family,
empty, gutted, a winter's frozen shell,
she will lie now in the out lands upon the ground,
freezing alone, unforgivable, a harlot, wishing, hoping for death.
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A good start with a nice poem, Lisa W. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.