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Find the ashes of my heart
#SestinaPoem
At the heart of a certain day in my past,
lies a hearth full of some lonely gray ash,
the remains of one dried and burnt heart,
at the hand of a lover once truly trusted,
one who betrayed the hope placed upon her.
At the heart of a certain day,in my past.
Go find those ashes,and you'll know my story,
They're the hushes that shushed my heartbeat,
the bulldozers that stomped my emotional house,
the fire that burnt the romantic throbbings in me,
Go find that house of ashes,and know me better.
This is a Sestina poem,a poetry where the poet drives back in the past and resurrects a memory,good or bad.
© CMJr®
At the heart of a certain day in my past,
lies a hearth full of some lonely gray ash,
the remains of one dried and burnt heart,
at the hand of a lover once truly trusted,
one who betrayed the hope placed upon her.
At the heart of a certain day,in my past.
Go find those ashes,and you'll know my story,
They're the hushes that shushed my heartbeat,
the bulldozers that stomped my emotional house,
the fire that burnt the romantic throbbings in me,
Go find that house of ashes,and know me better.
This is a Sestina poem,a poetry where the poet drives back in the past and resurrects a memory,good or bad.
© CMJr®
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