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A Toast to the Heartbroken

Poetry By: CRoberts

Now this piece I would greatly appreciate critique on as it goes against the grain of my work. I try to avoid direct reference to emotion in a personal sense, but I have tried to give it a motivational twist - like toasting at a wedding (if weddings could be so bitter)

Submitted:Sep 11, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

A Toast to the Heartbroken

Here's for the heart that I gave a third time.

A penny for my thoughts? Or a pound for the rhyme?

Both are more than she could possibly afford,

for my pound is of gold, for her heart this cold.

Dear, take or leave it, that's my conclusion.

Now make your choice to avoid some illusion,

that I could to you give more than a laugh,

for your whorish mouth or the thoughts of a tart.

Your claims were misgivings, of satire encased

in the lie of our love in attempts to save face

'Well take his cock and suck it', I'll say simply.

'Its fine, I don't care if this is destiny

That you became a slut who now cannot think

beyond his dick, there must be a link,

the one that's missing or not repaired, as crowds gather to stop and stare

with questioning eyes, as you shame the pride

it is to be human with the tearing of ties.'

Now, a toast to the ones who ended our dreams,

of the children inside with the eyes that gleam

Innocence lost, and humility earned

whilst emotion controls as you pray they all burn.

I beseech you, be calm - we've known scars to heal.

In pain there is strength if at first you don't yield.

So a toast to us all, who shall have no regret.

My advice, don't forgive, but I hope you forget.


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