Vulture

She tore
his heart
in pieces
and let
him bleed
to death.

He’d trusted
way beyond
the soul
could comprehend.

Memories
of him
erased
so easily
like
he was
a vulture.

Oh well
he was;
trusting
like that.

…but
then again
carcass
attracts
vultures.

 

…and this is my 300th Blog post. 🙂

11 thoughts on “Vulture

  1. Wow…what a sharp end, Em!! You made it look like she was the evil one…but then that fantastic end totally took me by surprise!! Too good, my friend!

    And CONGRATULATIONS on your 300th post!! Yaaaaayyyy!! I hope to read more and more and more from you…. 🙂

  2. Congratulations on your 300th post Emmanual! 🙂

    Wasn’t sure what to make of this poem, initially thought she was the heartbreaker but then you describe him as ‘like a vulture’ which jarred me. Lol. Will have to come back and re-read 🙂

  3. Mr. 300! Thoughtful post. Vultures are attracted to carcass. Yes. They also descend upon life they perceive as about to die or in really bad shape, which to me merits the vulture roadkill. lol Awesome choice for your milestone post. Congrats, Em : )

  4. a wonderfully painful 300th blog, Emmanuel, and many more to come I’m sure…
    Dark and wonderfully written…I hope not from your own experience…
    I ask because some think I write as truth and memory, but my imagination playa a large part…xPenx

  5. Ouch! Now whose the heartless creature here, really – he, who had his heart ripped out, or she who did the ripping? Love can certainly lead to awful places in its end, especially when deceived…dark, potent piece that really strikes a chord. I want to smack this girl so hard.

    Congratulations on the 300 mark!

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About Lord Emmanuel

Creative Writing. Philosophical Poetry