Alone unloved she walks the night
with eyes of grey and skin so white,
in search of her lost heart they say
her tender love he gave away.
Sad dreams to haunt her sleeping mind
to cruel deception had been blind,
in search of her lost heart they say
such tender love to lead astray.
Cold winds press hard upon her face
discovered in this heartless place,
in search of her lost heart they say
a gentle soul who lost her way.
Condemned to meet a fragile end
where darkness is her only friend,
in search of her lost heart they say
softly disolves into the day.
Author notes
PIC PROMPThttp://img.blogonline.ru/bl/posts/thumbs/66/1181799666_wall_pt3_11.jpg
A contest entry
- Ghosts by Quill.
1750 points, ended July 16, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Spill Some Ink My Way by jasminerose.
850 points, ended July 6, 2008, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A wonderful take off the picture prompt. Imagery is vivid with a driving sense of dark emotions throughout. Such sadness to lose one's heart... excellent line!
Thank you for entering and for sharing your lovely talent with us all!
Jasminerose
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"in search of her lost heart they say"
like the repetition,a fine entry
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Perfect
A hit for sure there gal. Fits so perfect with the picture and the rhyme is right on as always. Oh boy I think I do know her...Bye bye now
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