My heart gains weight
With every passing year,
Burdening my belly
With its unwieldy weight.
No food to eat, to
Fill my stomach,
I’m encumbered the same
With an immovable burden,
Struggling to move
With the downward pull
Of my growing mass,
To pull me down
In the ravenous sea,
Brought down to drown
By the stone in my soul.
#A poem of weight
agile aurora
wintry dune
I particularly like the phrase ' By stone in my soul '. No critiques BTW. Well written. Good poem.
limber osprey
My heart gains weight
With every passing year,
Burdening my belly
With its unwie...
i like the idea, but i think it could've been executed better(or i just like writing dark stuff).
do u mind me stealing the idea hehe
agile aurora
do u mind me stealing the idea hehe
go ahead ig