Aftermath
Poetry challenge April #1
Minute is a rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of (all together) 60 syllables, written in strict iambic meter. It's formatted into 3 stanzas of four lines: 8,4,4,4 syllables each. The rhyme scheme is aabb, ccdd, eeff
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AFTERMATH
Broken shards lay all around me,
Scattered, empty,
Dark bloody wings
Slice my heart-strings.
Words that I can never take back
Insomniac,
They slice our skin;
Bright violin.
Instrument that plays my death song,
Right, I was wrong.
Argument lost,
You knew the cost...
Still, you stayed beside me always,
Running this maze;
Held my broken
Soul within yours.
Now, I'm surrounded by our hate.
It's far too late
For sorry sighs;
Eyes bleed, heart cries.
This darkroom that once held our light
Transformed to fright.
Burned our pictures,
Dead, cold victors.
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