Black veiling on her head
A mammoth of sores
It struck the nucleus
Of her centered Venus
Her tears like tides of river
Those currents are stronger
Pricking as many needles
Oh pain and the hurdles
A woman of sorrow
Of anguish in morrow
Bleak as an empty glass
Goats won’t eat grass
She and immaculate
Of her womanhood in violet
A choice is a maze
Of rubber and lace
2008-2011
chester maynes 
All the words are symbolic and profound…. a mere reflection of your personality! 🙂 Keep on writing.. Violet?! Hmnnn….. What about a sonnet that revolves on the PINKISH theme?!
Marie, this isn’t directed to me. It was written for those women who can relate to mourning 🙂 I have written something about “pink” years ago but i opted not to publish it…maybe one day 🙂
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Very nice really liking how it flows towards the woman’s side and how the poet has lost some of the power
thanks Ian for dropping-by and for giving a kind comment. Really appreciate it! 🙂
a very strong poem