A Promise

An adamant man

paces back and forth 

at the corner of

unfixed hearts.

Waiting anxiously,

hoping patiently,

praying deeply;

for the woman

who claimed to be

the angel of love

that can mend

the broken heart

his chest cages.

A day,

a week,

now a month

still hoping for

the woman

said to be an angel-

wrapped in black. 

What he thought

he knew

was really no one.

A broken promise

made by him,

made by an angel.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Duckey]

I very much like this. I love the language you have used, as well as the metaphors. it is something i think that a lot of people can relate to, and i agree that it really does have an overwhelming sense of loneliness.

[Curls]

Thank you for the review. ;)

[Cladine]

that's a nice poem ,an illusion he made about a girl he wants who no longer stay by his side. Still wishing the girl that once left him behind. That's loneliness I guess.

[Curls]

Thank you for the review. :) I agree, that's loneliness.