"His"

"His"

A Poem by word-logue
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"Of what he reminds me"

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His eyes

I caught reflection of lies.

His lips

Scorched mine to strips.

His shoulder

Built broader to torture.

His arm

Brought me to harm.

His hands

Let loose of our plans.

His feet

As he fled to the parallel street.

His mind

Chose our way to draw apart.

For his heart

Was never mine from the start.

 

© 2015 word-logue


Author's Note

word-logue
Everything about him reminds me about us...
For those who feel like the same.. I hope you'll check this out...
And give a comment... :-)

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Given time and life - I hope you have grown beyond this moment.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Very poignant, and so typical of love that is not shared! I think many a girl has suffered from this, and can identify, and feel your wounds. My Mum once said, 'There are plenty more fish in the sea!' and when I eventually married my Dad said I had made a big catch!!!!!! Good for you for sharing this poem.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Added on July 11, 2015
Last Updated on October 10, 2015
Tags: love, heart, reflection, lies, mind, apart, harm, torture, eyes, hands, arm

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word-logue
word-logue

NCR, Philippines



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I'm a psychology graduate. I'm 20 years old. I love reading English novels and love to listen to classical musics. I love exploring things. Because I believe there's something more astounding and eth.. more..

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