Below is the poem entitled Deadly Valentine which was written by poet
Rashwan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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These red flames of the burning sun,
remind me of my everlasting hell.
My skin melts and falls rotten,
like spoiled fruits that grow old.
Tormented daily by thoughts of you,
like fire its burning inside my soul.
You move slowly in my head,
making my dead brain itch.
I feel pain in every limb,
pins and needles poke me.
I am unable even to smile;
my muscles have stopped obeying me.
If this pain goes on, I will go numb,
because my senses are slowly dying.
My blood boils with my impossible desires,
of seeing your beautiful face again.
I have lost my ability to dream,
through all my sleepless nights.
I cry for you night and day,
my tear drops have turned to blood.
Everything around me has died out,
plants have turned black, and music has turned into silence.
All colors have faded away,
just like the leaves of autumn.
And like my skin has become rigid,
my soul has become weak and hollow.
My heart wrapped by razor wire,
I know soon enough it will stop.
Hammers beating through my chest,
even my lungs have abandoned me.
What is life if not with you;
an empty shell lost in the sea.
I wish if you were here with me,
without you my heart stops to beat.
And all my memory has been erased,
except of the day that you left.
And there’s not enough roses I can collect,
to sweeten the smell of your grave.
My sweet love, oh my sweet remorse,
we were supposed to go together.
But I am condemned to live,
with the memory of your death.
And every February 14th,
your image like knives stabs my heart.
Misery has already taken my life,
so what is the point of my existence.
Today is when I take my life,
as a memory of our deadly valentine.