Heart-shaped stain

Heart-shaped stain

Darkened are the veins
No more I do hemorrhage
Lost I am today
And I don’t mind, a drop of pain

I can’t feel the rain
I fade as I age
A man who’s made of clay
I’ll lose my mind, as I try to be sane

Cut me once again
Hurt me till I rage
And promise you will stay
Easy it’s to find, a heart shaped stain

I ask for no gain
Just a color on an empty page
As all turned to grey
And all lies in vain

Life became a game
A movie in black and white
No credits at the end
And all became the same

Same as pride is shame
And to lose is to fight
The beloved became a friend
A stranger the friend became

When we mold of clay, a heart shaped stain
A friend for a day, a love that will never remain
Believe what I say, believers were insane;
To cast the tears away is to embrace all the pain

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

Life became a game
A movie in black and white
No credits at the end
And all became the same

When our heart is done - its done and nothing matters after that. A sad poem but well penned.

[Que]

This is amazing, plenty of sadness tho >.>
yet my fav. part was
"The beloved became a friend
A stranger the friend became "
and i know this is old "2010" but keep'em coming , maybe a bit cheerful this year :P

[Queen Libra]

Very sad but very beautiful use of language.

[The Winter Grey]

Very well written, the tone was foreboding and alluring at the same time... I also liked how you rhymed the first and last line of each stanza, as it was less traditional and furthered the sense of unease.

[Bard Constantine]

Nicely depressing, if there is such a thing... or shall I call it beautiful pain? Either way, it throbs with emotion. Well done...

[Dark Angel]

So sad. No matter what you do to try to be normal, the more insane you become while losing every individual thing about yourself which causes an internal pain that physical pain can mask. At least that's what I got from it. Morbidly beautiful. Also, I love the rhyme scheme you use; it's unique.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Absolutely incredible...it has a rhythm that draws one in ..and my favorite stanzas
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Same as pride is shame
And to lose is to fight
The beloved became a friend
A stranger the friend became
When we mold of clay, a heart shaped stain
A friend for a day, a love that will never remain
Believe what I say, believers were insane;
To cast the tears away is to embrace all the pain
Is full of wisdom - we only say that we will last forever...we say that we will be unlike everyone and stay friends...but sadly we nearly always become estranged as we try to forget the pain.
But perhaps that works out for the best

[Coyote Poetry]

No man or woman is a mountain. We need people to give us strength and drive us forward. Life can be a twisted journey. We can break very easily. Life is like walking on a edge. Can fall into hell or heaven. I like the strong words and emotion in the poem. Last line is fact. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[nono]

That is very creative nice job! Haha I've been tired latley and I'm having trouble thinking of things to write about. BUT I WILL NOT ADMIT I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK! Nice job though this poem is beautiful and the description is amazing!