My paper heart

I will never be the same, just as a torn paper heart.

My paper heart; fragile as it may

be and replaceable, yet is one of a million

red confessions sent on valentine's day.

paper is thou paper, torn to be never the

same like before: neither by a gluing fix or 

taping reconciliation can mend

what was a pure childhood craft made with 

all passionate intent. 

So be as it may, I will never be the same:

torn like a paper heart, that had all my crimson

red confessions with glittering impressions-

that was as a childhood's valentine craft. 

 

Author's Note

*sigh* I can write of love, but never have it.

Reviews

[Hayley]

I actually kind of like the repetition after "So be as it may, I will never be the same" because it reiterates the feeling within, giving the whole piece a lyrical quality.
My favorite lines: "neither by a gluing fix or
taping reconciliation can mend
what was a pure childhood craft made with
all passionate intent. "
I view this poem as a heart's cry... but maybe your heart isn't so fragile as you may think.. :)

[Emily B]

My paper heart;
fragile as it may be and replaceable,
yet is one of a million
red confessions sent on valentine's day.
Paper is still paper, torn
never to be the same as before:
neither glue can fix nor
taping reconciliation mend
what was a pure childhood craft
made with all passionate intent.
So be as it may, I will never be the same:
torn like a paper heart, that had all my crimson
red confessions with glittering impressions-
that was as a childhood's valentine craft.

Playing with words sometimes. It is my opinion that the first section is strong enough that you don't really need anything after so be as it may . . . but you know your on heart best

[Dove]

Wow, I really love the whole concept of this poem and the way you worded it was brilliant. Amazing job on this one.

[EMMIE]

LOVE THE CONCEPT OF THIS AND THE WAY YOU WORD IT. GREAT WORK