This is a dark piece of poetry with a deeper meaning and I may well address that issue in a future article.  In the meantime though I would love some feedback (I've left questions at the bottom of the poem).


Your Touch...

Why did you do it, touch me that way,

Then leave me, with nothing to say.

Drained me you did, from all that I was,

You have no reason, no excuse, no because.

My heart once full of joy and love,

You pushed, stepped on, gave a shove.

Instead a pain that will always last,

A lifetime of hatred that’s never past.

I detest the day that you touched me,

The day my soul became empty


For those that enjoy poetry.  What do you think of this poem?  Do you prefer dark poetry to light?  Do you enjoy poetry with a hidden meaning?  Any thoughts I'd love to hear, I've only recently started writing poetry publicly.


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Published by C thehappymeerkat