Empty

There’s a black hole
in my heart
once filled by you

No tears left
to shed
senses, dulled

Why, why
did
you go?

I’m
lost

To Mourn (Poem)

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To Mourn

 

 

To mourn

where the darkness

squeezes, rips

my essence

until I no longer

breathe, care

 

It is winter in my soul

where the snow of pain

runs deep

its coldness

burns, hardens

 

Will hope

arrive, return

with the birds and flowers–

will my heart

ever

be whole again?

 

 

Broken (Poem)

 

*Note: Am participating in the #Write28Days (February) hosted by Anita Ojeda. Click here if you would like tp participate. 

I’m experimenting with yet another form of poetry, Gogyohka

 

 

Broken

 

a shattered vase

on the floor

water spreading like blood

I can’t breathe

as the pieces of my heart pierce the skin