Paraphernalia

Rhyme experiment.

The scattered paraphernalia –

The battered paraphernalia –

Was torn and tattered,

Shorn and shattered

Like her last chance –

Like their last dance.

The advance, the hypnotic trance

Of their final romance

Littered the floor –

Tore the décor –

As it fell from the drawer

And out toward the door.

She was ignored,

Not restored or adored,

And she implored,

“Please, don’t leave me –

Just believe me,

You cannot possibly perceive the

Emotion, the devotion –

You have no notion

Of what I feel –

It’s so surreal, it’s just unreal –

I can’t conceal it, I must reveal it.

Just please, don’t steal it

Then depart and break apart

My brittle, fragile heart

(My heart so swollen

From the love you’ve already stolen).

Just stay with me –

Decay with me –

I won’t betray

Or run astray on any day.

It’s so clichéd,

But don’t leave me

Shorn and shattered,

Torn and tattered

Like my poor, broken, battered

Paraphernalia oh so scattered.”

 

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

This is a brilliant write.
Very unique.
Excellent write!
-Elissa

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The rhyming here is amazing. This could be spoken word. Well done!!

[JRB]

deep thoughts nicely done, thanks
Jan/uisiom

[hello mitzikitty]

wow! the rhyming for one was awesome and then the overall read was worthwhile. i loved it! keep writing.