Mosaic Works Of Heart

Just what do you do with all the broken pieces?

I will make of you poor heart,
a classic piece of teenage art.
mosaic formed from broken shards,
and teddies torn and ripped up cards.
his late night calls and popcorn kiss,
a ring of gold with no promise.
withered blooms and ribbons faded,
all my hopes and dreams left jaded.
chocolate box held fantasies,
and whispered love on summers breeze.
nights by the lake with smokes and brews,
crumbled clothes and cast off shoes.
virginity and trust in men,
who lust not love then leave again.
the swing the creek the time with friends,
the crying when the laughter ends.
add them all and yet there's space,
to stick a picture of his face.
his eyes gouged out his features scarred,
now beat again I know it's hard.
for when again the pieces break,
I will again mosaic's make.

Author's Note

Just experimenting trying to write from a teenage girl point of veiw on yet another breakup with a worthless guy.

Reviews

[pinkasylum]

Well, you did it brilliantly here, a remarkable perspective coming from a father, who obviously understands what teenage girls go through with each and every heartthrob!

[VelvetRosetta]

Oh well you reminded me of when I was a teenager, you did well, almost thought you read my diary!
I enjoyed this!

[Dreaming_and_hoping]

Nice...
I like: "a ring of gold with no promise"..
It really does reflect a teenager's feelings!

[Kat Collins]

Interesting...deep thoughts for a teenager. Captures the passion of teenage love and hate, how often their hearts are broken, but they quickly put the pieces back together again, only to do it all over. Exhausting!

[Daytonight]

You have caught it well. Good work. Keep on penning.