She reflects like a newly born widow
waiting to be pried open, dissected, and analyzed,
cause that's all she's worth now, oh well,
She drifts away on a closed storefront window
waiting to be contrasted and compared, washed of her dignity,
every last speck, rinsed from her fine glossy black hair,
She stares into her blurry future, remembering her clear past
waiting to be engulfed by the pitiful pattern,
cause now she's a natural, a painful poem,
She buries her overload of baggage in an oversized handbag
waiting for a thief to glance a peak and steal her secrets,
so we can construct, speak the story, and retell her tale,
She models a dress quaint and simple
waiting for the cash to purchase a new slate,
cause all this one offers is a reminder of better times,
She waits for hopeful holes in the pitch black sky to take her home
because the pavement is a despairing road,
Stained with your sweet lies by perfect words that fell,
from your sweet lips to create perfect hell.
Really nice poem, I usually like rhyming poems but this was written exceptionally well. Thanks for sharing and remember. Spread Yourself! ! ! !
Wow. It's so depressing! ! It's great! I love being depressed. I mean. Reading depressing stuff.
That's so deep and profound... Gee, I'm so envious, why can't I write like that?
This poem is very well written. You can tell that a lot of time and heart went into the writing of it. You have a very mature writing technique.
Da-da-Duh! ! ! ! ! Sad, really invitingly, depressingly, sad where the emotion drips from her fingers as her tears splatter from the rain clouds. Who would expect something so simple could be sooo.......longing, in a creepy way. Let's just hope that none of us end up like that woman. Cheers to a long, happy, fulfilled life. ^.^ Smile! ! !
this one strikes a heartstring, seems so sad for this poor girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is amazing i love it the end just brings it all together!