Rocks

I waited for rocks to fall

I waited for sorrow to pour

Down on us like it could end the drought

Picked up a rock real slow

Waited for another blow

Until the world would blackout

I waited for the rocks to sting

Like I knew this day was coming

Chasing us because we were elated

Picked up the words I had spilled

The next moment silence filled

We both hung our heads and waited

I waited for rocks to fall

I waited for sorrow to pour

Down on us like it could fill the gaps

Every bleeding painful cleft

Until I had no love for you left

Until this moment would elapse

I waited for sound to breakthrough

I looked at all the rocks we threw

Chasing away each other in fear

All the gray rocks and gravel

As a symbol of our lost battle

The only trace that you were here

Reviews

[Avinash]

Metaphorically beautiful with its striking imagery and transcending narration.

[Emily]

I love he wording in this one!
Well done!
Keep it up!

[R Smith]

the heartbreak of love gone bad, the words and passions spent in throwing verbal rocks, much heartfelt pain here Johanna, excellently written :)

[Johanna]

Thankyou Richard :)

[Mayank]

Sadness, that's what your words reflected here. You have written very well about the broken heart.

[Johanna]

thankyou :)

[AaronFreitas]

Very deep words in this poem. Can definitely feel the pain, the passion behind these feelings. You opened your heart beautifully Johanna... loved it.

[Johanna]

Thankyou so much Aaron :)

[AaronFreitas]

No problem :)