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Break my heart in 1000 words or less.
Any form of writing. Must be 1000 words or less.
Ended May 31, 2017 • 6 Entries • Created by twolegsbad
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AlSalehi
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The Last Cup of Water

On any given night

in the middle of my sleep

should I have awakened, parched,

and asked for water,

you would always bring it for me.

You held it by my mouth,

took a drink yourself,

placed it on the bed stand,

and then set your head

upon my shoulder.

I would squeeze you tight,

and stroke your hair…

You always went that extra mile

to show your love to me.

In case I had forgotten

to tell you before,

‘Thank You.’

But now I look down

and see an empty pillow

where I used to be…

Watching you hold it tight

and cry yourself to sleep, alone;

‘Don’t be Sad.’

My dry scalp

which you used to dust off frantically

every morning…

still stains the pillow covers.

Traces of me,

beneath your tears,

you now hold onto

with a tiger’s grasp

tight,

as my properties are

forgotten by your senses…

little by little

every night.

You would wait for me to exit

the bathroom in the morning

overtly grumpy,

yet secretly happy

to get in a little extra snooze time,

on my account.

I would come out and gently wake you, reminding you that you were late

for work.

And now every room

is all yours,

all the time.

If I were to visit you in steam

after a bath

don’t be frightened.

Breath me in,

drink me up,

and refresh yourself.

Keep me alive.

For I do not wish to ever leave you,

I just can’t.

I am so attached to ‘us,’

that I simply cannot move on.

Perhaps one day we shall wake up together again,

and ‘the last cup of water,’

shall survive us,

as a hypothetical story.

I miss you my love

and somewhere out here

in the cold,

far from your touch…

I am alone

and I am thirsty –

for you.

Please stop crying

for someday soon I will hold you again

within my arms of light and protect you once more,

as we shall live together,

infinitely.

Nothing will ever replace your love

and your presence.

Watching over you,

Always and Forever…

Timeless

and now

Nameless.

Copyright © 1986-2017

Alan Salé

All Rights Reserved

contact: AASalehi@gmail.com

PoetryByAlan.com

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Just_Call_Me_Al
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No Help for You

Okay

You dying on the floor

begging for help

begging for me to come

little did you know

I never loved you

only for money

only for popularity

only for fame

now with you dead

I get everything

so continue to die

no help for you

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Break my heart in 1000 words or less.
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jwelker76
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Quartet (One Sleeping, Two Crying, One Trying Not to Cry)

There has been a terrible mistake,

the woman tells us, her eyes filling with tears

that she does not let spill over and down 

her cheeks, as I do mine, as you do yours.

I feel plunged in sudden darkness and silence

and I move my hand like a blind person

searching for a wall to lean against, 

trying to find your hand. Your fingers

link with mine and not for the first time

I notice how soft your hands are; it is like

you have never used them for anything hard.

Her lips are moving, her eyes are looking down

at the folder open on her desk; every now and again

she glances up, but it is obviously too painful 

and so she looks down at her folder again.

I can't hear anything she is saying, I will need you

to repeat it back to me a thousand thousand times

from today until we are dead. 

My insides feel hollow, as though freshly dug out;

I had this feeling the first time we met you,

but it was a pleasant sensation then.

As we passed row after row of little beds, hopeful

faces watching us pass, sinking back into pillows once

we had moved on, I swear I could feel

the wind rushing through my stomach, my lower abdomen,

cleansing me of what was never there.

Now, you are lying at our feet, asleep, curled around

a stuffed rabbit. There has been a terrible mistake,

they tell me, and the emptiness I feel in my body

is the size and shape of you, although you were never there.

When you want something more than your own life,

lifetimes get poured into days, into hours; even minutes

are celestial eons. How much time is now on the brink

of disappearing? How many seconds, milliseconds, birthdays?

Am I already resigned  to this? You are not even gone, yet.

Yet. Yet. 

At my feet you begin to stir out of sleep, roused by the sadness perhaps, 

or the sound that is made my sadnesses, and I think how awful

it is that you are waking up right now, right at this moment. 

So I sink to the floor and burrow myself against your smallness

and whisper, go back to sleep, although you don't know our language.

Not yet. 

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Adamotaur
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Enough

There are only so many pieces of us

You have most of mine

Every day I love you more

And you cherish the pieces of my heart

While tossing your own to swine

I fear that soon

I'll run out of heart

And there will be nothing

For you to come home to

My love hasn't been

Enough

I thought it could save you

When you rushed into danger

And came back bleeding

I patched you

And then I bled

Rending open my chest

To give you more pieces of me

I weep not only because you hurt

But because I have not hurt enough

My road has been smooth

And yours a nightmare

Saturated in blood

The imbalance is offensive

I need to take your pain

But you will not give it to me

So I fall screaming onto love's sword

Tearing myself

Like a zealous self-flagellating penitent

I mortify my flesh

With a violent garment of love

Instead of sackcloth or horsehair

Torturing and scarring away the guilt

Of not having suffered as you do

When I have given you my last piece

When I have shed every drop of blood

Leaving only a cracked shell

Will I have loved you

Enough

Or will you still be blind

To your brilliant value

Will you still doubt

Your priceless worth

Despite your scars and broken edges

Will you still let beasts

Take you apart

Ignorant of the divine light in you

Until it is finally

Snuffed

And there is nothing left

Of either of us?

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