Free Verse & Blank Verse

FREE VERSE:

Regret is like the glass pitcher
shattering as it hits the ground
CRASH!
Those million shards scream with hate.
Hate for me.
No amount of words
and absolutely no amount of actions
can persuade those pieces to be together again.
My life. A humpty-dumpty.
I spend the rest of my time
wondering what could have happened and
what my life could be like,
who I could be now,
who I could become.
And most of all,
who I can
never
be.


BLANK VERSE:

Without a single word you left,
silent as a summer breeze.
Though summer breezes skip along
bringing smiles to everyone’s faces,
this one came with something different.

It brought lunches, sitting alone.
Brought weekends full of nothing but work.
And also the long nights I’d wait
for you to come on MSN.

You tore my loving heart in two,
like Moses and the deep Red Sea,
and you took a half of myself
leaving me with half of me.

My life became an empty room.
All the pictures still on the walls,
the furniture all in its place,
but no one left to live in me.

Because you left without a trace.