Poem -

Fatal Hope

Hope leaves a metallic taste
in my mouth like dripping blood
from my tongue, that's been lashed
by words not meant.
Words, which are seemingly harmless,
but when spoken with treacherous lips
inflict a fatal poison.
This poison, rapidly burns through veins
not meant to carry such pains, but 
seem to endure the gravity of this false hope.
What false hope could weave poison
through weakened veins
and eat away at a tender heart?
LOVE!
 

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Lucy Jackson

What a heartbreaking idea, so incredibly sad.  Amazing poem, you have great talent.
Welcome to Cosmofunnel!
Lucy Jackson :)

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Krystina

Thank you very much! Your words are greatly appreciated. 

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terry terri ZO

love passion in words -will be looking for more

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Ja

Quite the theory you've espoused
Love and hope in the heart are housed
While hope flows freely thru each vein
Love must be discovered like faith, through pain

A very novel premiss. Thank you kindly 
 

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๔๒lคภкק๏гtгคเt

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. 

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart. 
Kahlil Gibran

 

​​​​​​​you've painted a painstaking piece of art 💜

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