We tread on broken, fragile dreams
to sooth our bruised mistakes.
A heart if that; Must fight to beat.
What passion is left in wake.
I plod along like a zombie,
a dead heart drags behind.
Wrapped in discarded warmth
from past love as prayers rewind.
Can we face another day in spite
of love we thought was strong.
Or has love bound a hurtful post,
to pin my love gone wrong.
For what it's worth i'll fight for love.
For love. Oh; What's it worth?
What's it worth to you my love?
For me it's just a word...
Author notes
All critics welcome...
A contest entry
- Band-aids Fall off a Patched up Heart by ThatONEweirdChick.
900 points, ended September 8, 19 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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For what it's worth i'll fight for love.
For love. Oh; What's it worth?
What's it worth to you my love?
For me it's just a word...
love this poem, emotional and dear to the heart
Congratulations
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Very heartfelt write poetic and evocative. Goo luck in the contest and happy trails
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I really really really like this poem. I was going to say the second to last stanza, then the last stanza, then the first stanza so hahaha I just love the whole thing. Sometimes people deal with things they never would if there wasn't some sort of background reason they think is a good thing to fight for. Sometimes it just doesn't work.. Very good. And I liked how it had a small rhyme scheme in it, just a little rhyme and I'm happy! =] Thanks for your input into my contest, much appreciated.
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what can i say
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