Love Unrequited

[Raoul D'Harmental]

In anguish, my hands wrap around the shaft
Of the arrow lodged deep within my heart.
I wrest, wrench and wring it until the draft
Gives way and frees my bosom of the dart.
Free too is the red tide which now flows aft
From the wound and with it my dreams depart.
By storms scattered and hither-thither borne-
I ache, dear Reader, I beg leave to mourn.

[lunar glide]

the depth of feeling is conveyed.

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Thanks lunar guide

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Well this is a soulful write - I feel a need to mourn alongside - effective verse Raoul!

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Thanks RLW!

[imrogue]

Deep emotional write! i like it!

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Thanks imrogue!

[MHenry]

How many times have I seen someone wrest an arrow from their chest in the movies? Yet ne'er have I seen it poem!
Well done Raoul!

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Aha, it's those visual images which helped me pen this!

[Suz-zen]

Raoul D'Harmental your title of course was a hook for me... then as i began to read i could see the torment! when I read poetry i hear a voice after the first few lines... ... here was Errol Flynn standing tall... in the end... weeping.

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Hi Suz-zen. I am honoured by your huge compliment. Thankfully, this tells of a time which belongs to my past so I am long done mourning now!