Her Stained Heart

Her Stained Heart

A Poem by Dreamer

Her fragile spine is resting against a wooden post, one material connected inside out.

Her narrow face is an empty expression of emotions.

Her chest rises and falls

Timely

Slowly

Deeply.

Twilight is making an introduction as the sky has replaced its nightgown with a silvery morning dress.

 

"The moon never stays in the sky pass its time."

 

Her words carry weight.

Her time has come to an end

Knowing this day would come

Yet never predicting this level of difficulty.

She knows she has reached the nadir of despair.

Her vision should be upward and forward.

 

"The sun knows when she is no longer desired and moves on to where she is needed."

But the pass keeps her looking back.

The past is stained in her heart.

He is stained in her heart and will not be removed so easily.

© 2011 Dreamer


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Lovely piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Awwww! This tugs at my tender heart strings! I can so relate! Well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


i like this it speaks of true feelings i like this a lot but every day is new filled with adventure waiting to be explored so wear that silvery morning dress :) and show that beauty that still lays in you thanks for sharing

Posted 13 Years Ago


Heavy, fraught with longing and despair. I like it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a really beautiful poem. "the sky has replaced its nightgown with a silvery morning dress" I love it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very creative and emotive work..Enjoyed reading this one today..I am glad that I chose this one to read of the few that I have time to read today...Thanks for the kind review of my work..Sorry so long in returning the reading but something has happened so that I am not receiving my emails..Sunflower

Posted 13 Years Ago


A truly beautiful and relatable poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautiful but sad too. The imagery and flow is awesome. Excellent red and write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


there is such a sad lyrical quality to this poem that it almost feels like music~ a classical adagio to the self~ beautiful imagery carries it on a resounding flow~

Posted 13 Years Ago


My Miss Dream
You write with emotion ..not only for you but for others who are not as talented as you... you express their feeling in your words which they can not do
BRAVO!! KEEP THE DREAM ALIVE

Posted 13 Years Ago



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