Broken Promises
Following every word of love spoken
Savoring each syllable and sentence
Little did I know my heart would be broken
and you would show no repentance
We lay in splendor of verdant grass
In the beauty of a pastoral idyll
My world to shatter like crystal glass
When in my head all things were bridal
Believing all the things you said
I let you take from me what was priceless
Am I such a fool so easily led?
Yes, and I find myself voiceless
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
84 words
In response to Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt
Idyll - 84 Words
Verdant
Following
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Brilliant!
Thank you so much! 🙂💕
This is poignant!❤️
Thanks Punam! 💕
My pleasure, dear.
Thank you for your comments, always 🙂
Lovely poem
Thanks dear Sadje! 🙂
You’re welcome Christine
heart touching….