MR. SORROW

Yellow venom

dripping form my heart,

like an unfinished song,

the music that never came out

The bricks that held my bridges together are broken

And I wonder

why I only see you in the gloomy days

when you’re always here,

holding my hand

You’re my sorrow

and I am your wife.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is written by a skill poet. Short statements leading the reading into places of sadness and powerful thoughts.
"You’re my sorrow
and I am your wife. "
I like the above lines. Sorrow can feel heavy upon the the mind and heart. Become a part of us. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[WarriorElectric]

Thank you, I appreciate it :)

[Vani Jalagar]

Even when a river of tears courses through this body, the flame of love cannot be quenched.

wonderful poem.....:-)

[WarriorElectric]

Thank you very much :)

[Emberlorna]

This is so heart wrenching and you paint such a beautifully sad picture with your words. This is truly an amazing write.

[WarriorElectric]

Thank you, love

[Emberlorna]

Your very welcome :}

[Lost in Wonderland]

This was beautiful, abstract and held undertones of darkness very well written. I can feel the narrator's story of her relationship with this man (or feeling) bubbling beneath the surface. Well done!
God bless:)
~Mickey

[WarriorElectric]

Thank you! I was trying to get that atmosphere, I guess you recognized it. Thanks again :)
-Ella

[Lost in Wonderland]

no problem at all(: