Of Lost Love and Poetry

heartaches + words

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Love Discarded

frail are the hands that cradle
dying bloom withered, past its prime
skin no longer velvet to the touch
pale its hues devoid of vividness
stripped of its beauty forlorn
no more intimate caresses in the morn
love bloomed fades into nothingness
while decay creeps unnoticed
robbing life from once pretty blossom
just like entrusted love discarded

-Little Ink Elf 061614-


She Writes


Her soul she pours on every word she writes
blood mingling with the ink that flows
from her pen dipped in the blackest of days
that perpetually haunt her waking mind.
She writes as night slowly creeps in,
the shadows she embrace in comfort
letting their cold fingers wrap around flesh
pale like the moonlight that attempts to catch
a glimpse of what was once flush with life.
The web of dreams she wove on hope and promise
slowly burn like cloth put to the flame,
smoldering in oblivion as her trust turns to decay
while the hurt and pain she thought were gone remain.

-Little Ink Elf  110513-

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