Your love sent me
from real to reeling,
rewinding our short
film of tears
from happy beginning
to tragic end.
Without final credits,
no chance to find
purchase in your
arms again.
I'm broke,
the pockets
of my soul emptied,
I sit in longing
and playback
the wonders of you.
A contest entry
- Quickie--Word prompt by Purush.
450 points, ended May 5, 2008, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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All the best in my contest
oh! lovely!
love has a magic spell
Despair or delight, it plays free.
you have reeled out a real situation in cinematic way
All the best in my contest

