Rude Awakening Poem by Addy Adenawo
Rude Awakening
How long would it take before the veil would drop?
How long before the bubble burst?
Her perfect world is crumbling right before her eyes
She can do nothing but watch it crash
Her heart was in her eyes, she wore it on her sleeve
Brighter than a beacon, plain for the world to see
She wove dreams faster than she could see them
Pitching tents with an enemy disguised as a friend
No matter how many times she gets scarred she still goes back to get burnt again
Hoping that her lover's love would be regained
She still holds out a torch
For the love she's lost
A love that was never hers to hold
Too slick to stick to the soul
Still she burns a candle every night
And says a prayer for her world to become right
Rude awakening yet there is hope left for betterment a nice poem well penned
a love that was never her, good love. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/19/2024 8:30:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I think this was a pretty good poem. You might want to considering breaking the first line in the third stanza possibly at scarred. The long line tends to interrupt the rhythm for me at least. I think your strongest line was the third line in the second stanza. Very nice.