Poems on Heartbreak - Blackout Poetry Notes

Open My Door

I refuse to
open my door again,
for fear of being moved to lose
myself over him.

You are a fool
if you think
I seek no revenge
on you.

She flung that excess of emotion
back at the coward,
for he'd kept his distance
and played her.

My mind barren in
blue mood.
My eyes daze over
with shock swimming
in my brain.

Anguished cries transfigured
her happy countenance.
Love hurt exceedingly so,
you needn't imagine.

He had a deep gravity
and yet,
is out of my reach.

He had no heart
and his behaviour
truly was diabolical,
he delighted in his hold
on her affection.

I'm glad I was selfish
for he was a
headache of envy,
a quarrel of
foolish temper.

The jealousy in me
is only my ego.

Her soul was all 
indifference,
for she dared
not confess love.