To catch the fear
The idle hearts
Are broken in sorrow
The love is spoiled
Now soaking in
The end of it
His life is
Forever crying out
In sombre, DEATH!
They are hers
In her sepulchre
Where love is spoiled
Her death is his to come!
Published in the 2011 Blue Fringe Arts Poetry and Short Story Book
Entered in the
Wrote this 24.3.09. Let me know what you think….
Featured in Australia’s Youth 24.07.2011
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