Story of a Dead HeartA Poem by MJ SoulSmokeIts a dark poem where a heart of a dead body narrates it story that how things happened with it.
One night. . .
Shining stars. . . . Bright moon. . . . Sleeping world. . . And one dead heart. . . Walking to the grave. . . Grave of it's body. . . Came out to see. . . That heart which has hurt it. . . The pictures are fading away. And your memories are broken apart, Got no blood Though I'm a heart. Hard to imagine, I used to throb, beat. Now got alone, dwelling in dead's street. See my soul has fallen dead Now, I'll sleep forever Defending your sick lies Which I proved those Shapeless truth. Cry, cry, shed the tears. Gone, gone. . Lying lifeless, bloodless, torn up so hard Though I was a heart. To heart to be hurt. So unusual, the murder of me. And then thoughts Got buried in scars of time. That's eternal, following behind my shadow. Showed the light, shallow hole and dark again. My sense and the pain. But I'll be here, Lying dusty. Will be eaten up by maggots And will be some dust. But still. . . I'll keep you alive, Though I'm a dead heart! © 2013 MJ SoulSmokeReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 5, 2013 Last Updated on November 5, 2013 AuthorMJ SoulSmokeGurgaon, Haryana, IndiaAboutA passionate non fiction writer and poet. Fond of music specially Breaking Benjamin. Sketch artist. My most of the work is related to the dark whether it is sketch of poems. more..Writing
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