I Pierced My Aching Heart At Last Poem by Luz Hanaii
I Pierced My Aching Heart At Last
Your love was like a crimson rose
so soft, so pure
it bloomed and shone
for all to see
and many envied me.
My rose seemed to overcome
the pain of winter's cold
the burning rays of poverty.
But like the fragile rose that was
I grasped you to my aching heart too tight
crushing my crimson rose.
Thorns dug at my flesh
piercing my heart
releasing drops of blood
mingled in tears.
I saw my rose
dropp to the ground
crushed by this hands.
In fear to save eternally
what could not be,
I crushed my rose and
pierced my aching heart at last.
Wonderful imagery, excellent pacing, and brings a quiet ache to my heart. An understood poem, well made. Fantastic!
I saw my rose dropp to the ground crushed by this hands. So intense stanza and i love the conclusion of the poem when the poet pour out all his fear and bravery for something that he believe. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 9:38:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
lovely poem written well with nice texture and imagery. Quite descriptive yet interesting. You have done a great job. Well done. Keep on writing.