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Not Fragile

I measure time now in heartbeats When I hold open a door, I treasure the smile Humanity, me or all of you, I do not know I know I am walking the last mile So now knife in hand I cut a hole in my heart Crimson blood flows like ink To empty pages below Yes I write with blood Of tales long gone Dreams yet to be Of travels longed overseas This crazy heart Drained of life and bodily fluids Black and deadened Ugly as the sins once committed Once I was crazy on you When sunny days seemed round the bend Now my thoughts linger, caressed along a sleek pen A poets thoughts, drowned in his own blood

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Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 5/23/2014 8:42:00 PM

This is kind of morbid, but very good. There was a song once in Spanish - when I die it will be your promise to write our love story with ink blood from your heart. As always a great poem. Blessings always ... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/23/2014 9:17:00 PM

Thank you, I am told I do morbid very well!! :)

Gina Montalbo

Date: 5/18/2014 2:17:00 PM

Waste not one drop for the blood will flow again trough your viens and smiles will shower you... Gina... Smiles and hugs.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/23/2014 9:16:00 PM

Thanks so much, I wrote this listening to a song, and I hid the title in the poem, nothing to do so much with the poem, just a bonus!! LOL Can you guess?

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser

Date: 5/5/2014 4:01:00 AM

mmmmmn... im alternating my reads on your writes.. :D and can't help but to observe that the past 4 you have written there's always a blood in it.. :D , 2nd paragraph i love the image it create,, olive :)

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:14:00 PM

haha yes these last ones were bloody Beautiful!!!!!

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 5/3/2014 7:33:00 PM

Another awesome write. Someone has to stop the bleeding of your heart. About walking the last mile - I think a lot us us are... Lucilla

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:13:00 PM

muchas gracias, eres muy hermosa, hope all is well with you!!!

Cherl Dunn

Date: 5/3/2014 6:08:00 PM

Love the dark content in this write, it leaves a stillness within ones blood, the best line is the blood used as ink dripping on the empty page, a thrilling ride in the world of the dead great job on the evil intent. cheri

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:08:00 PM

Hello Cherl, thank you, you were one of the first to see my "Poe" side :)

Aiyah Torres

Date: 5/2/2014 10:51:00 AM

this is so unique, superb..very well written masterpiece!!.. drowning in our own blood, that's heavy! ...well done, Vaso!!! ..me, I love drowning in a bowl of soup everyday (silly).. lol... GOOD JOB!!! Applause to that!! :O)) ..oxox..~~Aiyah ~~~

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:09:00 PM

Very kind of you, and about the soup, I couldn't agree more, in fact look at "walking is good for you" I decided to write some light poetry! :)

Brooke Dylan

Date: 5/2/2014 7:53:00 AM

Wow Arthur... that was a wild ride my friend.. love the imagery in this poem.. you are a true poet. In-depth read.. so nice to meet you Brooke

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:07:00 PM

How much do I owe you? Thank you so much!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 5/2/2014 7:46:00 AM

I love Casah's comment! You certainly have a way with words and we are the benefactors.

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:06:00 PM

As usual, you are so kind, When you admire someone elses writings, the compliments are much the nicer! Thank you.

Casarah Nance

Date: 5/2/2014 6:02:00 AM

Yo, I was starting to swoon then you went to the dark side, oh man you are a poet and you are fiddling with my heartstrings. That deserves a red velvet macadamia nut cookie for it red like the blood you spill and the nuts cuz you are kinda a nut, :) (in a good way)

Arthur Vaso
Date: 5/5/2014 5:03:00 PM

I was fiddling with something for sure! I seem to always end up on the dark side of the moon!