I have been recollecting our shards
Shattered glass of incandescent past
And I do not care if it cuts
My porcelain hands do not feel
For you have drained my blood
I have nothing left to bleed
But somehow I'm glad that
If you are reading this by any chance
Know that I didn't love you just once
From the first meeting until the last
And all the days in between
My love will stay unthawed
Frozen and locked here



-Petrified Heart, Margaret Austin Go

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Petrified Heart

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ember-evanescent

beautiful and tragically relatable I adore this poem. such powerful imagery and magnificent use of poetic devices

magicpoet01

'I have been recollecting our shards
Shattered glass of incandescent past'
exquisite opening lines to a tight, concise poem. We feel the deep sadness and the shattered sense of self that loss of love has brought. You will need to thaw slowly...

christos-rigakos

I love the imagery of the shards of your past that cut, and of the hands that do not bleed because they've become porcelain for lack of blood.  Great work!  :-)