I see within my hands, her heart. Have I taken it forcefully or has she given it freely?

Her Heart
Pulsating chambers
Lies wasted
Totally exposed
Within the grip
Of my wanting fingers
Eagerly given
It seems I just took
Giving life to my fingers
To force their way in
Thereby extracting her heart

I, like this heart,
Am disconnected
Devoid of emotion
Lying wasted
While her given heart
Still beats within my grip
I am lifeless
As she still offers
I am darkness
As she becomes light
I am but a creature
Defined by my atrocities
Yet, she still gives her heart

Am I to deserve
Such beauty

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Comments (11)
  • Petalm on Nov 6, 2009

    Reminds me of the latest vampire films.

  • Darla Cooke on Nov 6, 2009

    Great poem!

  • Alexiandria M Michaels on Nov 6, 2009

    very nice.

  • Will Gray on Nov 6, 2009

    Very thought provoking!

  • Teves on Nov 6, 2009

    Nice poem.

  • cebuanaeyez on Nov 6, 2009

    It’s sad and beautiful at the same time!

  • Goodselfme on Nov 6, 2009

    Your words express these feelings well.

  • papaleng on Nov 7, 2009

    you have put your thoughts vividly in this nice poem.

  • Melody SJAL on Nov 7, 2009

    So beautifully expressed.

  • Alexiandria M Michaels on Nov 17, 2009

    came back to read again.. :)

  • meandu on Nov 30, 2009

    Enjoyed this poem. It was a mixture of emotions for me.

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