Unrequited Love


Fathomless eyes
Stray not an inch
From the epicentre
Of merciless flames
Drawn like moths
Into the brazen heat
Of tragic expression
Willing to perish
Feelings squirm in shame
And writhe in pain
A whole heart carved out
By sharp knives
Into illegible font
Etched on cheap paper
Verses scream stories
At the molten face
Even sealed lips fail
To halt the flow
Of a bleeding love
Ink and parchment
Compose an ironic eulogy
To the life that was
Betrayed by its master
Ambrosia it seemed
Until partaken of
Such scheming hope
The letter a testimony
Surrendering to red logs
That feed the blaze
In an empty house
Remains of love
Lay charred beyond recognition
As the poor thing chokes
And burns to ashes
Taking truth with it
No one need ever know
About the gift
Of mind, heart, and soul
Returned without a note

love

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About CoherentBabbles (Dee)

I live life on my own terms, from eating chocolate icecream on a rainy evening to hopping into puddles to scribbling anything that impacts me to humming a tune lying on the couch. Yada yada. This is my scribble page - Life, as I see it.

Posted on September 2, 2015, in heartbreak, unrequited love and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Soo true..
    Wonderful post..
    It’s so difficult to let go and take that leap of faith n wen u do n love isn’t returned…………..

    Like

  2. loved the quote !! 🙂

    Like

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