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Author's Note:  "You Never Told Me" is another quite sad poem I wrote on the negative effects resultant from a relationship between a man and a woman being torn asunder.  In this instance, this appears to be another one-sided type of relationship where the man in this lyrical write is explaining how his relationship with a woman he thought was very special turned out to be quite the opposite.  I would note that this poem could've also been written with the roles reversed.  Although this is a fictional write, I believe that many of us have probably observed two people or more stuck in these particular circumstances.  I hope you will find this poem to be of interest.  (Gary Bateman - November 15, 2014) (Rhymed Lyric).

Categories:  allegory, anger, betrayal, break up, depression, heartbroken, and imagery.

You never told me you didn’t really ever love me, I can’t believe how crass and cruel you could be. What possessed you my Darlin’ to act as such, When I loved and cared for you—oh so very much! Our love was always something quite bold and unique, Your voice, touch, scent, smile formed this very mystique. You beguiled me ever with your false expressions of trust, Only to go elsewhere to satisfy your desires of carnal lust. I once felt we were on top of the world with a love oh so rare, Only to find our love’s a cruel joke and this I can never bear! With this my very hopes and dreams burn in a fiery storm of doubt, And your actions my dear sweet Darlin’ only double my redoubt! Our emotions, passions, joy, and warmth now are nevermore, As I stare into this frightful chasm of despair I can only abhor! My soul now cries out in a raging storm of outrage and fury, And you my Darlin’ no longer deserve my love—only my fury! I once gave you my true love and boundless passion from my heart, Only to see you laugh and ridicule my very feelings from the start! And so now my Darlin’ it’s your turn to cry and feel sublime despair, As you realize my love and feeling for you are gone and I no more care! You never told me you didn’t really ever love me, I can’t believe how crass and cruel you could be. What possessed you my Darlin’ to act as such, When I loved and cared for you—oh so very much! Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (November 15, 2014) (Rhymed Lyric)

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Date: 11/16/2014 9:52:00 AM
this touched my heart so deeply pal i know this feeling and emotions so well at the moment brought tears to my eyes a beautiful outstanding memory excellent piece dear friend bless you
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Gary Bateman
Date: 11/16/2014 11:00:00 AM
Liam Mate!! Thanks for your wonderful comment here. Me thinks our Leprechaun Muse had a hand in helping me with this one. Much deep meaning here indeed!! Best Always, Gary
Date: 11/15/2014 9:30:00 PM
I see you are writing about me!!!! :) Cheers, great write!
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Gary Bateman
Date: 11/16/2014 8:42:00 AM
Arthur, Thanks for dropping by!! If I were indeed writing about you, then I hope I got the words right!! Again, thanks for your read here and your encouragement. Best Always, Gary
Date: 11/15/2014 6:24:00 PM
You portray this so vividly Gary - guess we have all seen it and sadly some experienced it - great write as ever:-) Hugs Jan xx
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Gary Bateman
Date: 11/15/2014 6:34:00 PM
Amen!! Jan -- Indeed not a pretty picture, but unfortunately this type of strife does exist. Since I started writing at times on romantic themes, I've been able to write some poems of a dreamy positive nature, but where you have the positive, you also have its inverse. It's given me a deeper perspective on the complexity of relationships in general. Best Always, Gary

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