Separation Poem by Marieta Maglas

Separation



There was no more scream to heat the air,
had to be slipped through the door of nevermore
nor through the time of life. Scary

like an insane clown in the crowd, the moon
turned into a terrifying face. Some more longtime pain

could change into an overgrown claw to crush
the house of love.

A lot of words were full of unfulfilled longing. Bursts
were the truths thundering through

the thinking mind; not thinking, but stressed.

There was no second chance, much less there was a hope.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
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Marieta Maglas

Marieta Maglas

Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania
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