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Empty Prisons

They kill a body and to prison go
Behind the bars with time they have to pay
A life that’s deadened with a life exchanged
So law and justice see the light of day

But tell me what of those who kill the heart
Who murder love and glibly walk on by
Incarceration is not their reward
The weight of guilt to bear, they do deny

A greater crime than this is yet to be
To kill a heart and form the living dead
Someone who walks and talks but is not real
Who shoots away the day and weeps in bed

Imprisoned they should be who now walk free
A murdered heart, a greater crime must be!

Jade Celeste

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Sinister Penn

January 5, 2016 at 5:08 AM

"to kill the heart and form the living dead " that's kill, you have some badass ink

Janet Eaton

February 10, 2015 at 4:59 PM

Sad but beautiful poem Eileen. A broken heart will never truly mend, but find the right love and it will forever spin:) Loved this Eileen. Hugs Janet

Paul Callus

January 30, 2015 at 12:16 PM

Heartbreakers most often than not walk away scot free, leaving in their wake tears and pain.....but not justice! You did a great job with this expressive sonnet and the message is delivered loud and clear. hugs // paul

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 7:10 PM

Thanks for your visit to my Prison poem, Paul. Perhaps some hearts need to be more resilient...I don't know. I liked to think that justice will be served to those who break hearts...I must be careful what I wish for...Love having you visit. :)

Justin Bordner

January 30, 2015 at 3:41 AM

I've known this suffering too Eileen, but I knew that if the love was real, our souls would live to heal...and so it has become the truth, love built for life can never be murdered. I'mhumbled by this brilliant poem of a heart seeking justice...can I give you 1st place again...for Love Justice...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 3:49 AM

I will wear it as a crown, my dear. You've been good to me in your contests....Thank you for that. Hugs

Laura Breidenthal

January 29, 2015 at 8:24 PM

I share your sentiments wholeheartedly. Those last two lines are just perfect. What a fantastic poem! Reading a lot of your poetry tonight... Always, Laura

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 3:54 AM

Thank you, Laura. I hope you find something of value in your reading. :) Take care, my dear.

Shane Cooper

January 29, 2015 at 5:55 PM

Hi Eileen, it is a great write. Can you kill a heart by accident without realising, I wonder? And if so would the punishment still be the same as the heart is still just as dead. Love Shane xxx

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 7:12 PM

I accept the compliment gladly, Shane. Please...resurrect your heart. It can be done. Don't enshroud yourself....Fight another day. I know it's easy to say...I sometimes feel like throwing in the towel...but no. We must fight on. Thanks for your lovely comments on my poems. I so appreciate it. Hugs

Shane Cooper

January 30, 2015 at 4:29 AM

Not in the least would i call you a drama queen. Posiibly the Queen of seduction,and that is meant as a compliment. The unfortunate truth is what was left of my heart did die its final death in these last four months. The little pills and talks from my psychologists keep me moving i don't really know what for though. However my poor little ticker i think i broke myself and i have definitly not got away with it. and like your poem to bloom in red flame i shall retreat and enshroud myself with the trappings of normality not that i think there is much hope sensuality giving me a call. It is a fab poem you wrote. love Shane xxx

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 3:56 AM

Neglect would do that...Yes, Shane. I guess you can. Unfortunately...heartbreakers usually get away with it. That's the sad part. Thanks for the visit...Hope you aren't part of the walking dead. ;) I have another write on this one...My Little Heart...I think I called it. The ending line is..."I'm part of the walking dead...heartless inside." Oh...I am the drama queen!

Tim Smith

January 29, 2015 at 4:25 PM

It seems to me they are getting away with murder...I abhor people who have no consideration for another's feelings...hugs Tim

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 3:57 AM

Abhor is a strong word...it is well suited to this crime, Tim. Thanks for the visit, my dear.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

January 29, 2015 at 11:34 AM

When I was in college I saw a Bengali movie. There was a song" a killer of humans is brought to justice but a killer of rose is allowed to go unscathed ,why? It was my fav.Your sonnet is the resonation of this song. Well written Wondera very pertinent. Love>rajat

Eileen Manassian

January 30, 2015 at 3:57 AM

What a beautiful thought, Rajat...Lovely movie it must be. Who notices a dead rose. What a thought. Thanks for the visit...As always, it is appreciated. Hugs

David Meade

January 29, 2015 at 9:40 AM

Over flowing would our prisons be . . . many scarred hearts . . . your words give witness to this crime . . . and a warning to the unsuspecting heart.

Eileen Manassian

January 29, 2015 at 10:32 AM

David...always good to have you here...Thank you for visiting me. I ride the highs and lows of my life...but I never forget...a kindness...or an intended hurt. That's me....You should read my poem, There Must be Punishment. I wrote it several months ago...It's on this theme as well. http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/there_must_be_a_punishment_437902..This one is along the lines that punishment should be meted out to those who reject others. I'm quite the extremist. Anyway...thanks for coming here. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux

January 29, 2015 at 8:43 AM

Have the last two poems been reintroduced? I seem to recollect them both. I am glad you use your own name now.

Eileen Manassian

January 29, 2015 at 10:26 AM

No, Richard....They are fresh off the press. I wrote then one after the other...Inspiration kind of gets me at times....:) Hope you are doing ok. Hugs

Charmaine Chircop

January 29, 2015 at 6:32 AM

Yes Eileen..Murder and abuse have many faces..Their scariest are mental and heart abuse...But those who are guilty of hurting the other..Do they really find happiness and peace?I wonder. A deep and profound message Eileen.I love the way you give a voice to those who die through silence..Awesome

Eileen Manassian

January 29, 2015 at 10:28 AM

In this world, they seem to do. But a day of reckoning is coming...for all of us. I know I've also hurt people. It is when the hurt is intentional...that is what makes it most painful. Thanks for the visit, Hon. Sending you hugs.

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