Fate's Pinata Poem by Robbie O'Ryan

Fate's Pinata



Once festive, colorful, and bright
Filled with joy, happiness and love
Till heartbreak stripped away all light
Now hung sadly by the rope of life
From a twisted branch of sorrow's tree
A meat sack dangles above the abyss
Filled with the cold ichor of melancholy
Beaten and bruised by sticks of fate
Wanting only the oblivion below
Won't someone please cut the rope?

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this poem as I battled through mourning and depression at the end of a relationship. It depicts that feeling of helplessness at the hands of fate.
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