My Porch, An Empty Canvas
Last night was the last call for all the lonely hearts;
now is when the healing starts.
Don’t leave tears at my porch,
nothing of pain lights my torch.
I tried to save you; you neglected,
I wished we were more connected.
I created a life where I’m not jaded,
free from a mind too complicated.
Peace of heart for a much better fate-
(like I said, a great life I did create)
Out on my porch, I found not tears,
but a empty canvas devoid of fears.
Now I shall walk the path of virtue,
and things of beauty I shall pursue.
I do love myself with all my might-
once again…the last call for lonely hearts was last night.
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DATE - October 31, 2019
CONTEST - LAST CALL FOR LONELY HEARTS Poetry Contest
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