Cold, Cold

The Lonely girl

The Lonely girl (Photo credit: andrea_sdl83)

Her face was shiny, sickly
So unwell, her fingers trembled
as she held a cup so brimming,
but lifelessly skimming, of cold, cold coffee

Something in her broken
Like fine porcelain left out
in wind and rain, she seemed
a lost beauty, here besmirched
And of her glory not even a trace, left here
on display in dusky coffee shops, so late
on this cold, cold day

I thought I’d seen her before
when she wore a different face
When her frown was less deep
and of hope there lingered still a trace
But no more it seems, each dream
has fallen to the dirty floor, as she watches
And waits near the cold, cold door

Her eyes much older than a girl’s should be
Her words a stutter and her sentences
so unresolved, I felt her shudder
against encroaching cold, and wanted to tell her
this too would pass, but I knew, she’s
frozen solid now in her cold, cold view

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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15 Responses to Cold, Cold

  1. Brilliant, truly brilliant

  2. Morgan says:

    Oh so Lovely, so honest, so heartfelt. Wonderful Verse 🙂

  3. realistic ~ painful ~ excellent work Helen

  4. raeme67 says:

    There are some we can’t reach. You have captured the emotions in this pieced wonderfully.

  5. So well done. Real amazing work.

  6. Skye says:

    Helen, this one really touches my heart. Brilliantly written!! xxxx

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