A Love Story

A Love Story

A Poem by Kenneth Smoot

A heart through a gold dagger

Doesn’t it hurt my dear?

Never snow, but an evil queen

Too bad that’s all you see.


Between distant lands

Strawberry lips decayed

In silence of crowded rooms

Perception is fraud and only.


Amidst a darkened sky

Waste away precious lungs

Worms come out as you sob

So drunkenness takes you near.


Let a waiting vision annul

Wait for your hands to fickle

Watch your words become fragile

And your hearing becomes a lie.


Wait and waiting, pitter patter

Let you come and die

Mice I know you’ll like

As bodies are eaten alive.

© 2012 Kenneth Smoot


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I like this poem . You have done a good job . Keep penning dear poet...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well penned,i especially like the last line;it says a lot :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nicely written

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Added on November 5, 2012
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Kenneth Smoot
Kenneth Smoot

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I love writing about things having to do with witchcraft and the supernatural, I'm inspired by gay romance and erotica, and I love fantasy/sci-fi. Right now I'm working on a story about a guy named.. more..

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