PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Broken


As she lays in bed,

the love of her life is on her head.

All the times they shared

and how much she cared.

What is she to think

when he was gone in a blink?

The love is dead and gone 

and she is only left with a broken bond.

She just lies there and cries

and her little broken heart slowly dies.

She is alone 

unable to bring another man in her comfort zone.

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

ariyanjasmine

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.