“A Broken Promise” : A Terzanelle Poem – NaPoWriMo, Day 16


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the field is not green but a stretch of sand
ten meters away, water rolling cold
finding its way to touch the skin of land
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pebbles, dead shells and other matters lay
are bathing in salty waters naked
 the twilight colors of orange and gold
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lights start to twinkle, as night is still young
bulbs hang on electric posts give romance
as time walks its way, passes then it waits
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your image is not there but shadows hide
at the shore where waves collide and dares run
the water recedes and returns a glance
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this is not heaven, my heart is weeping
this is hell, you are a faceless shadow
the blemish of a promise is not fun
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this is not heaven, angels are unseen
my lady has not come, words are shallow
a promise is broken and scatters among the sands
pieces are now lost still broken within my hands
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