Hurt

Posted on by Weng Posted in poetryTagged , , , , , , ,

every word spoken
every little act you’ve done
creeps in like nightmare

all of the harsh words
go beyond both my deaf ears
and straight to my heart

i have a bruised heart
eyes that are like nimbus clouds
so ready to pour

mind that doesn’t forget
a heart that’s pained and weary
eyes that are swollen

that is what I have
that’s how I’m feeling right now
so yes, I’m not fine

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Photo by Kat Smith from Pexels

Written in response to The Saturday Symphony #26 In between the lines prompt by Jude

10 thoughts on “Hurt”

    1. Reply
      Weng says:

      Maybe because the heart knows it needs to stay strong and keep pumping otherwise all the organs in the body will start to die. I’m happy you enjoyed my piece and thank you for checking it out!

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  2. Reply
    judeitakali says:

    “eyes like nimbus clouds” really clinched this for me. It is indeed a raw intimate view of heartbreak, apt for the prompt. Thank you for joining in.

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