For you, this is my lust
After I gave all away my trust
I was broken and crushed to dust,
My iron heart gave in to rust.
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Wow! ! This poem is totally intense! ! Your love is bruised and battered, left to die and still you want to give it to another. It sounds like first love which normally doesn't last because it's so emotional and like a roller coaster. I give you credit for hanging in for what seems to be a nightmare, yet you seem to find some dream-like quality in this one you love. Thank you for sharing, I'm sure others can identify with your feelings and emotions also. Really great poem! RoseAnn
I really appreciate your comments Ms. Roseann. I really do! I guess I was madly in love with someone at the time I wrote this.
Verily, the tittle is an oxymoron, an extraordinary form of expression and so, is the poem. I invite you to read my poems
Thanks! Your poem are awesome! . I left some comments as well.