Pawned Hearts
A mazy rat-race razed
In the dog-strut highways
Shearing the haze
Billowing in the head
Now haplessly astray
Beneath a downtrodden parasol
So you held the lever tight
Braving the daunting height
Of the searing defeat
Gnarled fists above
The pounding in the chest
Where the heart shatters
And the serrations slices
The vacant chambers to bleed
Enthralled in the logic
That was pawned for
A heart,
With no avail.
poem by Norman Santos
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!
