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I went a little cray cray with sensory poems this is the last I promise
By The Invisible WriterPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
Doors closing echo with the sound of the way you left me every time
Drops of rain feel like dirty tears without your love to wash me clean
Blue skies appear black in the light of the heart you broke apart
Fog sits heavy over every bitter taste your goodbyes haunt me with
Pieces you didn't take knock me flat with how they still smell like you
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Comments (11)
Beautifully written.
well written
That last line knocked *me* flat. The olfactory is so closely linked to memory and emotion, isn't it 🤯
Such a poignant poem packed with so much regret and bitterness.
Devastating. Like a hurricaine.
Whoaaaa, this was soooo poignantly beautiful! I freaking loved it! It hit me so hard!
This is beautiful. Well done.
I think this is your bets on yet, Will!! I love the sense f longing a heartbreak we are able to pull from all these sensory elements!!
This heartache is a beautiful poem. Echos, dirty tears, black skies, and pieces you didn't take knock me flat...Wow.
Wow. This was so beautifully written. That last line was powerfully worded and could definitely be felt!
Ouch...so very visceral and no need to apologise...as I said on the homeless one - on fire, friend, with this challenge, you have been. This felt real and the emotions were stirred. I love your wordsmithery!