Confession Of A Broken Heart Poem by Tlou Romeo

Cursed by tears of she, I held in one hand a rose to resemble the theme of new love. Chained by diamond flashes on my wrist, the time taken to put together the puzzle of a broken heart stunned vulnerable tearing eyes. Hanged by black tie, so much I had in common with the mourner of true love. Attired all black, the warmth within the colour was felt by the hearts that just loved yet. In an affection garden, I walked firmly with the pose of perfection. Glowing face, I stretched the muscles and crafted a smile of romance. With untied shoe lease, on the floor with knees I exposed an empty heart. Then it shamed me to reach for the hand that had been stained with my name 'forever'.