Her Heart
Her Heart
They stood
picking
like a dog at a bone
tearing it to shreds ripping it apart.
She stood
watching
It had been her home
her heart.
© 2018 Taylor Crowshaw
Comments
Sad, but expressed in just a few words as Anya says. To me, the art of poetry is being able to express much in as few words as possible. You have done this perfectly here. Well done ?
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Wed 15th Aug 2018 14:27
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sanjana shroff
Sun 19th Aug 2018 19:00
wow?