I have ripped my chest apart,
Showed you the colour of my love
But you tore my heart apart
And fed them to the scavengers above
Your love made me blind
I saw no one but you
In the eyes of my mind
Yet you left me feeling blue
The moment you broke me still lingers annually
Like the cheers of Hossana on a Palm Sunday
Moonwalking me back to these echoes from the past gradually
As I become a willing victim to the Beaujolais
Laying in the tombs of your dead promises
Waiting for you to come back and resurect me in three days
(Poems From The Graves)
Echoes From The Past
S Kojo Frimpong
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 01/23/2020
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, blue, moment, chest, mind, blind, annually, colour, sunday, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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