She wore a heart-shaped ring
On her middle finger
In dusty coffee shops
She would dream and linger
She was just a song
Sung by another singer
Wearing her heart-shaped ring
On her middle finger
She had a heart-shaped sign
On her vintageย t-shirt
It matched the blood, blood-red
Of her peasant skirt
As though these were talismans
Saving her from hurt
Her heart-shaped sign
On her vintageย t-shirt
She has a heart-shaped scar
Deep within her soul
And it never will heal
And sheโll never be whole
Despite all the virtues
That her fashion extolled
She wears her heart-shaped scar
In her heart-shaped soul.
ยฉ Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Oh, Sis. I love this; I love it very much. It brought a tear to my eye. You are so good at doing that to me. ๐ Hugs & love sent your way.
Thanks so much dear Sis!! ๐ ๐
What can I say.. Any words of appreciation wouldn’t fully describe how I feel about this..
Have a heart-shaped heart โค
Thanks so much, that is so kind!! ๐ ๐
Such a powerful poem. I really liked that last stanza. Makes me wonder what could create a heart-shaped scar.
Thanks Charles!! ๐ ๐
This is amazing!
Thank you!! ๐ ๐
Oh… lovely and full of hurt. Amazing write… and the refrains work really well.
Thank you!! ๐ ๐
Poor soul, she is hopeful in her usage of the heart emblem but her life is so miserable. Too bad, you have written this so I can feel this woman’s heartbreak and pain. Great writing skills!
Thank you, that is very kind!! ๐ ๐