I am afraid
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Of course we're locked
Into our sufferings,
Said Cohen
/
Yet I've loved you of
A love with no name
And couldn't be
/
Three times I asked
If there was hope
You couldn't see
/
And now I'm meant to cut
Branches off my body
And be well?
/
But we were happy once
When there was hope
We were happy once
When we believed
/
I don't have you now, and I can't fill
Your void with platitudes
You found me broken, and made
me believe I could be whole
About the Creator
M.
Half-time writer, all time joker. M. Maponi specializes in speculative fiction, and speculates on the best way to get his shit together.
Author of "Reality and Contagion" and "Consultancy Blues"




Comments (7)
βYou found me broken, and made me believe I could be wholeβ - heartbreaking. The whole poem is heartbreaking, honestly. And very touching. π
Indeed, a relationship is like a tree that spreads its branches. And when the drought comes, unfortunately it stops bearing fruit. I liked that you said he couldnβt see the faint light of hope. And how beautifully you describe the pain of separation.
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Damn. Beautifully done.
This is so sad but truly beautifully written
this is so touching
Very sad π’ and heartbreaking π