The Hankercheif.

by Brittany   Mar 27, 2008


The hankercheif lay on the table,
Under the harsh desk lamp light,
It's feminine and mysterious,
Embroidered line by line,
Delicately easing pain.
It has wiped so many senseless tears,
Even reasonable heartbreak,
Has found comfort within it's personalized corners.
This time,
Detail doesn't dominate depression.
The words sewn in,
Stitch by stich mean nothing,
To a hopelessly broken heart.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Lemma

    This poem is really unusual, I've never read anything about the same sort of subject before. It's really clever the way you write about such harsh emotions by just describing a handkerchief. The line that really stood out to me was:

    "Under the harsh desk lamp light,"

    The alliteration really made it stick in my mind.

    Really well written and full of emotion even though it describes an object. Clever.

    5/5

    Em xXx