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Feb 2021
Every now and then,
I come to weep
at the grave of a love
that was once so sweet,

I never realised it was poisoning us

How enthusiastically we took turns to stab it!
Once for each time we broke each others' hearts
When I looked at it one last time, I saw
You stabbed it way more than I did
But whenever I did, I did it with a rage so raw

It left me speechless

I didn't know the evil I could commit
Till you gifted me the dagger of unkept promises and lies
And asked me to take a hit


The night I gave it the final blow
I danced vulgarly over that lifeless love
I wouldn't have been so reckless
Had I known I'd mourn my loveless life
For days that now seem endless

The love we birthed after 20 years of lone labour
Had to be killed within 2 turns of seasons
Even though we claimed "it tried to **** us first"
I am still out of good enough reasons

I wish and pray
every day
I swear
For there to be trial for us
in a court
Of whose existence I'm uncertain
But where our love gets acquittal
And is declared pure and free of the pain
that we accused it of causing us
Whenever we couldn't nurture it well

For now, we mortal earthlings get all, but a moment of complete clarity
There is no redemption, yet
Just us, in our separate worlds
And the grave of love, under the memeory tree

So sometimes, when I find myself too heavy with tears
Under the umbrella of broken melodies, I take cover
And come to shed a few, by the grave of love
Which I created and destroyed with a lover
Written by
Grace silverwood  20/F
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