Tis' it be true that love's eyes truly be blind?
Her heart, her words have given to another
To Christ, lord of thrice
God, Jesus, and the Holy Ghost
For most, She will be looked at as a saint
A higher love knows no bounds
God being highest, wouldn’t he know
The snow, that encases her heart
From the start,
Since she left her childhood fancies
Now a heart’s single most desire
Given in and made her a liar
Veiled cowardice and shame
She amputates a soul, no way home
Author notes
A wee bit more then ten I hope by not much.
A contest entry
- The Veil... Quick PIF - No Greens by Peteskid.
1000 points, ended May 8, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A frighteningly intense interpretation of the prompt. The ink flows beautiful imagery of power and insight. Bravo!
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Ok, when I posted this i wondered if the veil would be over a woman's heart...and so it is; a wonderful interpretation and a reach for depth and beauty here...done so very well...PK
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Thanks! For a quick write the image was challeging. It had suck a deep emotional contact with the viewer. I wanted to write so much more looking at it.
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