TONIGHT

I came home

once again

I found myself all alone

Once again

I went to the kitchen

Pots, Knives, and Kettles

All in a mess

Even then my hunger abandoned me

Sinking my desires with me

I forced myself a bath

Unwillingly pull on my nightie

And moved to shut the door

Once on my bed without duvet

The cold i will endure tonight

The room dark and bled

With silence only Samson can break

Oh! with a soft sigh I realized

That that is not the only thing Samson can break

Yes, tonight

Yes, My heart

Yes, Samson, my sleep.

Author's Note

The shrill memories of a broken heart.

Reviews

[Raghib]

The poem can have some optimism in it . Like she could have known Samson isnt worth the pain in her or that she should leave the past behind and live a new one .
The story has a tint of frustation in it that i loved . I dont knkw about others but i felt that anger dwelling inside that girl .

[Mirror]

Raghib dear, how true. From the girl's eye, she is frustrated and i couldn't cover it up in my writing even though i feel what you say about optimism is true. The poem can have optimistic side and make Samson not worth the stress but i was writing it from her feelings. Besides, we can never tell the condition that caused the breakup in the first place and no reason given to her to move on. It just revolved about her present feelings...

[Mirror]

And thank you for the beautiful review.

[Saumya]

It is strange, how little things can sometimes remind us a lot about the fond memories and the person who once meant the while world to us, when they leave!

'The room dark and bled
With silence only Samson can break'
...These lines are very strong, and made me actually feel the intensity big pain you may be going thru! Very well-crafted.

Attachment is easy and happens naturally.But the loss of a person hurts bad & is almost unavoidable for long, No matter how hard one tries to recover.
Things take time, but nothing remains the same forever. Never, never lose hope!

I wish you recover from this dark phase soon, dear Mirror.(((HUGS))))

[Mirror]

well, don't need any recovery dear... it is a poem remember? : ) Thanks...

[Saumya]

Lol.. Yep..I forgot *wink*
You're welcome 😊

[wordman]

and they can hurt for a long time

[Davidgeo]

Remember when you told me you don't want to be involved with drama or deal with me in any way? So what's up with leaving the follow comment on my work about 15 minutes ago? "@Debbie, please read his name. You are talking with a living corpse without home training and respect. Ignore him. he doesn't know anything... leave him to keep blabbing."

If you say you are going to do something, stick to it. You decide the level of interaction we have. Stay away from my poems and comments with your bullshit and you won't have to hear a single word from me.

[Mrudula Rani]

It is perfect picture of heartache!
You paint a picture so real and so painful !

[Mirror]

Rani, thank you for the beautiful review.

[Mrudula Rani]

My pleasure.

[A Lonely Larke]

Why hit a point with a hammer...better to slowly push it in with the gentle weaving of a sewing pin?

This says so much in three short verses - and I felt each and every jab.

[Mirror]

Thank you Larke for the kind review, i appreciate it.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Real, raw, relatable. I feel the bleakness, the loneliness, the heart-chill of your amazing poem. When love has gone...vivid ‘touchable’ imagery and words that come from the soul. Beautiful Mirror!

[Mirror]

Thank you Annette for stopping by with kind review... it means a lot.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are very welcome!

[augustus]

How sad! A cold shower might help. Or a naked man in bed would be better!

[Mirror]

Oh great Augustus!!! Your mind!!! :) Nice one though! I think she needs naked Samson though. I also think she had cold shower coz i didn't specify, did i? Thanks for the comment dear friend.

[Paul Bell]

The kitchen in a mess. That paints the picture of abandonment. Nothing to get ready for. The bath goodnight. This is one painful write.
The reader is in beside you.

[Mirror]

Oh yes, Paul. Thank you so much. it is good to have the company of the reader beside me in this path.