The Heart Only Knows Defeat

Human spirit endures and prevails even though sometimes some of our actions can seem inhuman.

Stars appear and reappear

like tears upon atlases and calendars.

Buried deep in the hearts darkest chambers,

hate is all that sets us apart from shadows.

True voice can be found in the depth of struggle,

the heart only knows defeat but keeps fighting.

The moon cradled by cloud

binds the broken face of time.

Struggling to breathe in this decade.

All my hope as cowered into a vulgar reflection,

silently my braver silhouette shys away.

There's a crack in the mirror

that mirrors you, mirroring me.

He mirrors her, she mirrors him.

You're what keeps me alive,

you're what kills me.

We're what destroys the world.

Human error is human truth.

The heart can only be found in the dark,

learn to blend in if you want to be treated human.

Author's Note

Don't take things as their said
love and truth are not always real.
Waiting for answers brings more questions.

Reviews

[Erin]

Good job. Your titles really sound like those poems that you hear in an english class and we all say, "Ugh not again...." but then we read it and we all secretly like it. Good job on this one. Ending the poem with the picture helped keep the entire intention secret until the very last second -- nice technique. I also liked the way you spaced your stanzas.
PBP

[Kes]

Whoa. Nice.

[Kristie]

I really enjoyed this and can relate to it's message. Great job =)

[Closedown]

Oh wow! I really liked this! Wow!