Fallen Widow

A small poem on the life of a desperate woman. It talks about the suffering of a woman who have been cheated by her man.

She was alone, sitting on that stone. 
Her eyes revealed despair because she got no spare.
That face, which always exhibit a sophisticated smile got deceived by your wile. 
Her flares were left overwhelmed by her tears. 
Pushed aside swears consigned her with fears.
Look at her! 
You decimated her. Devastated she is. 
Was that premeditated? 
Unearth your heart because you ripped her apart.
You should have jumped off this cart from the start.

Author's Note

First time I published something I wrote online. What do you think?