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What should I call you?
Friend? – Lover? – Enemy?
It doesn’t matter, because
A term is just a word and
Makes no difference to the heart
Whose strings have been plucked
For the last time, left broken and
Discarded on a hospital floor, not
Fit for the transplant unit – and
Not good enough for you.
In the worst way I said
“I think I love you”
You turned away, and I knew that
That was it for us – my heart turned
To ice that day –
Ice which splinters through the
Delicate rose petals, shredding
And destroying what was once
Beautiful and innocent – but roses
Have thorns, and the ice is sometimes release.
Ice which packs the heart in the box,
Ready for the transplant team
To rig up to another body –
Blood infusions and special surgery
To make the heart work again.
Friend? – Lover? – Enemy?
It doesn’t matter, because
A term is just a word and
Makes no difference to the heart
Whose strings have been plucked
For the last time, left broken and
Discarded on a hospital floor, not
Fit for the transplant unit – and
Not good enough for you.
In the worst way I said
“I think I love you”
You turned away, and I knew that
That was it for us – my heart turned
To ice that day –
Ice which splinters through the
Delicate rose petals, shredding
And destroying what was once
Beautiful and innocent – but roses
Have thorns, and the ice is sometimes release.
Ice which packs the heart in the box,
Ready for the transplant team
To rig up to another body –
Blood infusions and special surgery
To make the heart work again.
Literature
As You Sleep
As I hold you in my arms
You start to drift off
Only the pale moonlight
Illuminating the room
Your expression is calm
Filling me with peace
And then I am certain
My secrets will be safe with you
So my quiet voice fills the space
Telling you the deepest of my worries
Of my hidden fears and thoughts
That I keep locked inside me
I can show my love and fear
Rage and bitterness
Sadness and doubt
Despair and hope
No judgment laid upon me
No endless questions
No looks of worry
No awkward silence
I can tell the sweetest of things
Reveal all my romantic wishes
Open my very soul to you
Without feeling ashamed
You listen to it all
In your restful
Literature
Too Close
We were laughing that night...
Your brother needed your car keys, but you forgot all about them.
You said I do such things to you and I wondered why.
I had just woken up...
You would spend the night out and I was staying home.
I didn't expect much, but you left me a text saying, "I wish you were here".
You were traveling out of town...
I knew you needed some time to chill out and we wouldn't talk much.
But still you messaged me, "I miss you".
I was anxious...
We were both busy with daily routine, but I didn't want you vanish.
You apologized and reassured me that you think of me everytime we are apart.
And then in our fantasy...
You were
Literature
8,760 Days of Midnight
Success is not enough, others must be failures.
And once you are the latter, well, what would giants know
Unless they lived the life of it
A mechanical Woman
with a mechanical heart
of a mechanical girl
Who died dreaming she was a Dove
Yeah Mom, this world, it wears you out
Peace is not enough, we just can't have it
The nature of Parasites has plenty of Cake
And The Special Olympics just rolls with it
A mechanical heart
of a mechanical Women
in a mechanical man
Who died dreaming he was a Lion
Yeah, this world, it wears me out
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Well written, cool poem! Only minor edit I'd suggest is in this line: "You turned away, and I knew that" = remove that at the end, because you have that starting the next...yes, you can reason a double that works, but it's not needed here so I'd remove it........overall great poem!