Jorge Arturo Valles Anguiano


Withered - Poem by Jorge Arturo Valles Anguiano

The roses had become withered roses,
as my heart has become a withered heart,
my love will become withered,
my heart is a stone,
no one can enter,
no one can match,
no one can find my heart,
because you have it.

You haven't give me the necessary to live,
you have the necessary to live,
three hearts,
mine,
yours,
your lover's heart.

While your lover's heart and yours are blooming,
I'm withering,
I'm dying.

Topic(s) of this poem: illusion, love, sadness


Comments about Withered by Jorge Arturo Valles Anguiano

  • (11/26/2015 10:07:00 PM)


    A three cornered love with victimization of one nicely narrated. Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015



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