The Bitter Fruit (poem)

There in the darkness of his nights she cried

Such sadness seems to permeate the air

Each heartbeat a reminder she is there

His soul seeks some escape but is denied


Her tears now seem to flow from everywhere

Their shadows leave him no safe place to hide

His dreams of bright tomorrows have all died

His hopes devoid of sorrows are all bare


He doesn’t know just why she went away

Or felt the pain of being so alone


Was this the gift he gave to her each day

Was this the gift only she would own


Such bitterness now echoes her dismay

There in his darkness reaping what was sown

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word55 2 years ago from Chicago

Hey Mhatter, sometimes, the bitter fruit is better for you than the sweet. I like it man. Your stuff is down. Keep it up?

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vkwok 2 years ago from Hawaii

Thumbs up to another amazing poem!

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