Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

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Goodbye

Our break up song plays on the radio, 
Plays continual, crushing, it destroys me.
The song sings how perfect we were, 
How our perfect relationship was perfect debris.

Debris we knew was a beautiful destroyed, 
Sculptured art, scattered over a perfect ground.
How I could never have you and you could never have me, 
Yet we were both spellbound.

Our break up song is in my earphones, on replay,
Playing throughout my soul every day.
You’re now my perfect kind of sadness, 
My perfectly broken, never to be mended bouquet.



Entered into "If it hurts so bad, why do we do it" contest 7/14/2016 , Ranked third place

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Jesse Day June 25, 2016 at 8:31 AM Somehow a song is the therapy we need - Nice spin on the contest and congrats on your 3rd place win! Jesse

Eileen Manassian May 31, 2016 at 12:23 PM This is a hauntingly beautiful write, Lewis....Sometimes words are inadequate to express the feelings evoked by a poem. I feel this way now....Touching write...."My perfect kind of sadness" got to me. Hugs Lewis Raynes May 31, 2016 at 7:08 PM wow, thanks Eileen, we all have these moments of sad, i hope so anyhow, your poetic friend Lewis

Casarah Nance May 31, 2016 at 8:37 AM what a unique and inspired description, there is moments not so great in our lives that give us the power to make us better. I liked this write. Lewis Raynes May 31, 2016 at 7:07 PM Thanks Casarah, i love those moments, in a crazy way, thanks.

Poet Destroyer A May 31, 2016 at 12:10 AM There is in fact a beauty to this sadness we often tell ourselves not to dwell in the pain but if we ignore it we decide to not let it become a part of us which i think is making us strong at heart, enjoyed... ~Linda~ Lewis Raynes May 31, 2016 at 12:21 AM Yes Linda, you understand this write. it's the great heartbreak I love, no numb.