Does desire slip from the heart toward words
A small path carved after an immense struggle
The warmth of that journey still glistens in tears
There was someone for whom waiting became an empty Jar
No farewell was ever spoken
Clinging to a tender bud across raw age
Scorched and shattered again and again in the folds of pain
In the lonely valleys of once-pure, once-true friendship
How Secret the departure was
About the Creator
Karan w.
Lost in a world where peace is blue
A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley7 days ago in Poets
Feelings Never Die
It is Valentine's Day again, and it bought back memories that were over fifty years old. It bought me back to 1971, and I woke up and I knew my baby was due today. I was big and pregnant, and I felt like I was about to burst wide open. Imagine my surprise when the doctor told my I had a due date of February 14. I couldn't believe it, and since my baby was due today, I felt I could indulge myself a bit. I had gained a lot of weight, and chocolate was on the no-no list, but I had came to the end of this pregnancy, and I hoped it would be okay, after all I would deliver this baby today. So I walked across the street to the grocery story, and bought myself, a peppermint patty, covered in chocolate, my favorite. Me and my Valentine's baby would enjoy it together.
By Susan Paytonabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Nicely done, Sk. Good to see you back again.
It feels so relatable and emotional. Nailed it!
So sad for this person who is thinking this. Good job.
This was so poignant and beautifully written. Loved it!