Takotsubo (Remove filter)
心折れ Kokoro Ore*
The pulse once strong now beats so frail,
Beneath the chest, a hollow tale.
Where laughter lived, the silence stays,
A weight descends and clouds all days.
The eyes that sought a guiding flame,
Now find the void, no warmth to claim.
Each breath a shard, each beat a thief,
That drags the soul through endless grief.
The world moves on, yet joy has fled,
The sky turns grey, the heart f...
Friday 29th August 2025 4:11 pm
Recent Comments
Rick Varden on The Deepest Cut
7 hours ago
David RL Moore on Joining the idiots
9 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Joining the idiots
9 hours ago
David RL Moore on Katalambanō
10 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Here are the names of all the poets in our Echoes competition anthology
15 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Body on the Carpet
16 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on The power of wildflowers
16 hours ago
Greg Freeman on Body on the Carpet
18 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on Cleaver of Devil’s Kitchen
1 day ago
Stephen Gospage on Arthur
1 day ago