Love Past.

By LittleMissScareAll

Smoke from a cigarette
Blood stained carpet
A sense of relief
All my problems that caused grief
Everything’s gone
Smoke from two cigarettes
Memories revived, emotion sheds
Our hands once entwined
Conversation flatlined
Our company alone
Smoke from a cigarette
Love contained in a gauntlet
Spilled over, your blood on the carpet

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Published on Saturday, January 12, 2019. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

based off a Misfits song lol

Comments on "Love Past."

On Saturday, February 20, 2021, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

A wonderful poem that works on both a literal and metaphorical level. Is the protagonist a fantasist, a crazed killer or both? And never being able to find out is the X factor.
On Thursday, March 11, 2021, LittleMissScareAll (34) wrote:

haha it's always up to how the reader would want to interpret it~~
On Saturday, March 30, 2019, sTr8-jAcKeT (697) wrote:

I'm just impressed you're a Misfits fan! Rock on girly! However I do enjoy the imagery, while short; it's vivid. Something I respect. Kudos!
On Wednesday, August 12, 2020, LittleMissScareAll (34) wrote:

Thank you! I think it's one of my more underrated poems. Personally it's my hidden gem to me
On Sunday, January 13, 2019, Jonas Robinson (848) wrote:

I love the imagery, especially the cigarette image. I enjoy this one because it has a feel of reality and symbolism at the same time; very similar to Pink Floyd's "The Wall." I don't know if you intended it that way, but it sure is great. Thank you for sharing. :)