Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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I Am Broken

Legs that can’t fly
Heart that can’t love
Lips dry
Kisses under go a rye

I am blind
Only seeing within the past lens
Only holding on to memories
That wont last
Your sweet smile fades away
As I whispered in my deepest of dreams

Now I live inside insane mad thoughts
You have moved on
I am not longer in your way
My love lingered
No more can I sway

Your beauty
My dreams
I have lost directions
Flowers never come in May

Waves’ roll to shore
Angels play in the tempest sea
They know not love was not for me
Blankets keep the royal lovers warm

I left to winters charm
Coldness is my home
Chilled thoughts haunt my very bones
Broken and all alone

Forlorn
Battles yet fought
Over me grave
Besot, tears still drop
Underneath

Poetic flowers bloom

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Mary Hoose March 14, 2017 at 10:58 PM Such a deep sadness your precious hearts words have shared dear Arthur...:( I hope by reading my wintry write it will help you have pleasant dreams tonight my friend and soothe your soul and give you peace. A '7' for this deep heartfelt write from the heart.Big country hugs and smiles to you...Mary :)

John Hamilton March 6, 2017 at 1:18 PM This is beautiful in it's sadness, really enjoyed this deep heartfelt write Arthur. I think you're right, aren't all poets broken somehow? Didn't Richard write about broken people? Both sooo good. Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 7:29 PM Thank you so much John.

Pashang Salehi February 28, 2017 at 2:55 AM You can't break a broken heart, but I am sad..... Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 7:29 PM you can always break broken pieces into more pieces :(

Chuck Melugin February 22, 2017 at 1:59 AM Authur, Sad x sad. Each word is a teardrop and each line is a river flowing out of a broken heart. Poetic pain cuts like a saber until...I Am Broken. My best to you, chuck Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 6:59 PM Thank you Chuck!

Eve Roper February 20, 2017 at 1:21 PM “I Am Broken” is very sad, Arthur, so many poems I've read here lately have been haven so many heartaches.... I hope they all heal Hugs Eve Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 6:59 PM ah but its so cathartic to write, thus why the poet laments

Charmaine Chircop February 20, 2017 at 10:22 AM This made my eyes get misty somehow dear Arturo...I could feel myself there right beside you broken and alone...Till Oh that last line..'Poetic Flowers Bloom' ..That is all you...Hope ..Determination even when the dream seems to be drying up...And petals will bloom in all the colors of the rainbow after the rain...You 'll see.A favourite..For one of the Best poets of the world. Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 6:58 PM Can I hire you? :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders February 20, 2017 at 2:11 AM Sorrow leaps from the page in this poignant yet captivating piece, Arthur...it's raw in its emotion...I especially love the hopeful ending. Hugs, Rhonda Arthur Vaso March 6, 2017 at 6:56 PM Not so hopeful, but I can see how it can be read both ways!

Darren White February 20, 2017 at 12:16 AM Kintsugi art, the best art in the world... Broken art, glued together with liquid gold. To indicate that the glued result is even better and more beautiful than the original art. Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:44 PM Thanks Darren! :)

Seren Roberts February 19, 2017 at 3:57 PM great poem my friend.....Seren Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:44 PM Thank you my Seren

Carol B. February 19, 2017 at 12:52 PM Arthur this is such a sad piece. It' s always difficult when someone we love moves on. It can hurt like hell however, it opens up many opportunities that one may never had imagined. As always this is a great write!! Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:44 PM Thank you Carol :)

Keith O.J. Hunt February 19, 2017 at 9:52 AM Very sad yet convincing write Arthur, love the ending where your poetic teardrops bloom and create beauty instead of tragedy for the reader. Your rhyme is always of the highest order and a joy to read no matter what the subjectivity. All the best and may your brilliant pen enlighten us again. A favorite of course! Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:42 PM Thanks Keith, I appreciate your kind words!

Nette Onclaud February 19, 2017 at 8:49 AM i find a new blossoming in this desolate, wonderful poem, arthur... your last line depicts hope!.. what a wonder---huggs Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:42 PM Hope for the hopeless!

Heidi Sands February 19, 2017 at 7:13 AM Arthur, this is so well written and expressed. I hope the writing will help with how you are feeling. I can feel it as I read it. I know what loneliness is like. Hurt and pain too. Take care. Thanks for sharing. ! :) Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:41 PM Thank you for such kind and thoughtful words!!!

Kai Michael Neumann February 19, 2017 at 1:41 AM This is very sad and so well written. the power of poetry and hopefully healing. Great, Kai Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:40 PM Thank you Kai!

Tim Smith February 19, 2017 at 12:10 AM Beautifully sad like only you can do... It's going to be alright. Darren White February 20, 2017 at 11:52 PM Abu loves this. Arthur Vaso February 20, 2017 at 10:16 PM Its going to be happy hour soon! Abu Darren White February 19, 2017 at 6:39 AM It's going to be alright.

Darren White February 18, 2017 at 11:16 PM If you were broken, you couldn't write beautiful poems like this one, so full of feelings, sad and warm the same time. Poetry, my friend. Darren White February 23, 2017 at 6:14 AM We glue ourselves together with gold and are kintsugi art, Art :) Arthur Vaso February 20, 2017 at 10:15 PM I was broken long ago, as were many poets such is life! :) Tim Smith February 19, 2017 at 12:10 AM That's right