BROKEN PIECES

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These eyes have cried

A thousand tears

Sporadic as an evening shower

The periwinkles are drenched

But the grass does not shine

An overflowing fountain

I can no longer suppress

Not a dime to my name

For my one true wish

Speechless I have become

Constant quiver of the tongue

Restrain me from climbing out

Of a hole that is dismal and dark

Surely whatever I touch

Never turns to gold

Like a star that shone bright

Standing victorious

My sense of hearing

Is in impeccable form

I heard the slamming of the door

A daunting echo

I will never forget

Knowing without

A shadow of a doubt

You were gone

Never to return

A love once united

A life now divided

Yet in this existence

We must live

You will live without my love

And I will live with your choice

Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

UNDIVIDED

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Will you give to me the attention I crave?
Look at me like I am the only one,
In this whole world.
Reserve a corner on this earth,
For just you and I.
And don't look away,
Even if a rainbow spews out pure gold.
Angels may sing;
A melodious chorus above.
I hear the harp playing.
Serenity soothes my soul,
Hold me close...
Here, the sun never ceases to shine,
No need to worry, darling.
Fixate your eyes on me.
Take my hand, quench my thirst,
I desire an ample flow.
Your attention I crave wholeheartedly,
Let's make a memory of this moment.


(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.