A World Devoid of Love

Sadly can parallel the world we live in.

A heart that beats no more

Lies dead and on the floor

With a lover's hand over a knife

And a lover's blood filled with strife

The hearts stitches are rough with wear

Due to the love that “he” could not bare 

She lied and slandered to break the Spaniard

While he finds the lies to come standard

Thieves of each others hearts

While their blood keeps them apart

Oh do we weep for the angels

We weep! We weep!

Dear God in the heavens bestowed love

And the stars came down from above

Striking and killing the vessels of emotions

And ridding the world of people like their poison

The stars are kept in the puppeteers drawers

While the light has been forgotten on the sandy shores

Beggars lay upon the dirty floors with sadness in hand

While the rich feel more neediness and wish to taint the land

They both are of the same family but their blood is gone

Both cry to the heavens begging help from someone

Oh how they weep! They weep!

Reviews

[Michaela Moerke]

Fantastic poem, but if I recommend, some lines the rhyming does not flow as well as the rest. Such as lines 15 and 16. If there is a way to alter that, the poem would be even greater than it already is. But remember this is my opinion and your writing style is in fact different from mine, as everyone's is.
Other than that, the poem was strikingly deep and thoughtful, extravagantly worded and as complex as our own hearts and desires may be. If I do say so myself, Bravo!

[Yelrah]

Thank you for the review. I'll see what I can do to make this poem even better and be sure to make content you hopefully enjoy.