Death of a Poet

I tendered my emotions

to settle a debt long

left unpaid

only to be met by the

solid wall that is

your heart.

And I had the

audacity to be

blind-sided by the pain

or feel the sting

of rain on my

face burning

away the hopes

of any other love,

all other heartaches.

Yes tendered those emotions,

rendered those illusions

yesterday's sorrows

and tomorrow's fears.

Still, my heart is thawing

by the light

of a new day,

a new ray of hope

I caress and nurture.


I wait for that day to arrive.

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