Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.
Sep 13, 2021
⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)
A hopeless heart
I stare
at that sky
bright and clear .
trying to hold
back my tears.
While my mind
flees
into the futures
Flames of fear .
Where
deep down
there lies
a hopeless heart
bashed to broken.
Desperately trying
to put its pieces
of perfection
back into place .
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Edward nigma
3 years 10 months ago
My inspiration
https://youtu.be/5UdnWsEM8YQ
Geezer
3 years 10 months ago
Perfection is...
an illusion that never is achieved. Broken hearts heal imperfectly, and I grieve for thee. You have written a haunting poem that
tries hard to glue the psyche back together. ~ Geez.
.
Edward nigma
3 years 10 months ago
Thank you
Well perfection is fiction it can never happen