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Details | Free verse | |

YOU

YOU

Your 
Uncaring eyes
Push me 
Repulsively 
Braise me down to a pit of abysmal. 
Your balance ego 
Keeps me on the void
Tainting my walls
While I, 
Twitch
Bitter 
Words 
Of yuck
Behind your back.

~SKAT~


Details | Free verse | |

Love, I Hate You

Love, I hate you, 
Not ‘cos you’re ugly.

Love, I hate you, 
Not ‘cos you don’t love me.

Love, I hate you,
‘Cos of your great love to me.

Love, I hate you, ‘cos of it; 
A listener, you don’t want to be.
.
You heeded not what I said, 
Even thou, I beg you, to “back off!”

“Now, Look!
You see… what we’ve done!?”

A soul is in grieve, 
‘Cos of us.

With your love, 
My soul cries, too.

Love, I hate you, 
For intoxicating me, with your potion.

Thou, you know…
I am a married man.



Details | I do not know? | |

A Story My Mother Told Me

someone always told me this with tears in her eyes...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


a wife left South Africa in the 1960’s to join her husband 
who was in exile at the time...

in 1970 the husband was sent by the African National Congress to India to be its representative there...

the husband and wife spent two years in Bombay...

one afternoon the husband fell and broke his leg...

the wife knocked on their neighbour’s door, in an apartment complex in Bombay

the neighbour was an old Punjabi lady...

the wife asked the neighbour for a doctor to see to the injured husband...

a Parsi ‘Bone-Setter’ was promptly summoned...

the husband still recalls his anxiety of seeing ‘Bone-Setter’ written on the Parsi gentleman’s bag...

by the way, the ‘Bone-Setter’ worked his ancient craft and surprisingly for the husband, his broken leg healed quite soon...

but still on that day, while the ‘Bone-Setter’ was seeing to the husband...

the wife and the old Punjabi lady from next door got to talking about this and that and where these new Indian-looking wife and husband were from as their accents were clearly not local...

the wife told the elderly Punjabi lady that the husband worked for the African National Congress of South Africa and had left to serve the ANC from exile...

and that they had left their two children behind in South Africa and that they were now essentially political refugees...

the Punjabi lady broke down and wept uncontrollably...

she told the foreign woman that she too had had to leave her home in Lahore in 1947 and flee to India with only the clothes on her back when the partition of the subcontinent took place and Pakistan was formed and at a time when Hindus from Pakistan fled to India and vice versa...

the Punjabi lady then asked the foreign woman her name...

‘Zubeida’, but you can call me ‘Zubie’...

the Punjabi woman hugged Zubie some more, and the two women, seperated by age and geography, wept, sharing a shared pain...

the Punjabi woman told Zubie that she was her ‘sister’ from that day on, and that she felt that pain of exile and forced migration and what being a refugee felt like...

Zubie and her husband Mosie became the closest of friends with the Hindu Punjabi neighbours who were kicked out of Pakistan by Muslims...

then came the time for Mosie and Zubie to leave for Delhi where the African National Congress office was based...

the elderly Punjabi lady and Mosie and Zubie said their goodbyes...

a year or two later, the elderly Punjabi lady’s daughter Lata married Ravi Sethi and the couple moved to Delhi...

the elderly Punjabi lady called Zubie and told her that her daughter was coming to Delhi to live and that she had told Lata, her daughter that she had a ‘sister’ in Delhi...

Lata and Ravi Sethi then moved to Delhi...

This was in the mid-1970’s...

Lata and Zubie became the closest of friends and that bond stayed true, and stays true till today, though Zubie is no more, and the elderly Punjabi lady is no more...

the son and the husband still have a bond with Lata and Ravi Sethi...

a bond that was forged between Hindu and Muslim and between two continents across the barriers of creed and time...

a bond strong and resilient, forged by the pain and trauma of a shared experience...

and that is why, and I shall never stop believing this, that hope shines still, for with all the talk of this and of that, and of that and of this, there will always be a simple woman, somewhere, anywhere, who would take the ‘other’ in as a sister, a fellow human...

and that is why there will always be hope...
hope in the midst of this and of that and of that and of this...

hope...


(for Lata Sethi's late-mother, who was my mother’s ‘sister’ and who took us all into her heart, and for Lata and Ravi Sethi of Defence Colony, New Delhi)


Details | Free verse | |

My Endless Love

I love you so much my forever love
There is no fancy way to say it 
Over the years we grew apart
Because of our differences and our choices
But never for a minute did that love depart

What God placed in the heart is cemented
And our man-made efforts cannot erase it
We have tried many other roads to walk
Searching for that elusive something
All that happened was dross

So we come right back to the start
I thought we did finally make it
That we would be where we should have been
But then you hurt me with lies
You tore my heart apart

And I hated you for this
I lashed out to hurt you as much as you did me
The feelings of hate and spite was ugly
I look back and wish I had done things differently
That I had given you time to make amends

But in my haste to give myself justice
I forgot how deep my love for you is
But not even that hate can take this love away
Because I love you truly from deep within my heart
My dearest dearest only true love 


Details | Rhyme | |

Naked

Naked

Unarmed I stood against the beast
Defending what was mine
The theft of my guileless innocence
His most cruel, remorseless crime

Fighting slings and arrows
Words that cut me to the quick
Lifting thin arms in resistance
To his heavy, brutish fists

Sorrow comes in darkness
Arrives without an invite
The moon stares dully at me
No magic will save me tonight

Measured unforgiving blows
He chose where each would land
Dark purple bruises gave away
Where my body had been slammed

With my knack for weak excuses
“I tripped and fell down again”
He sneered that they’re “just love taps”
While I played a game called ‘pretend’

Naked in my bed
Protecting a child yet unborn
Came another beating
From this cur who’d earned my scorn

What cannot be seen in shadows
Can suffocate one’s will
When I reclaimed my spirit
I crawled out of the mouth of hell

Ages have come to pass since then
The fiend at last routed from my life
I’m no longer frightened
Of just being someone’s wife


Details | ABC | |

Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


Details | Rhyme | |

You Make Me Mad

You make me mad
I just want to scream
Why did you do that to me?
Did it give you a rise? 
to see the affects, of all the heck 
of a mess and the stress 
You put me through
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!




10/23/09

Max


Details | I do not know? | |

Going Fast

Caught with glances past
Holding memories going fast
Faces lost pasts caught
I am sorry but I have no memory 
Of any times with you

As good as you look
Your only a odd felt hook
And what we had is now only you
As I open a new book
You would be some thing new

Yes I remember
But theres nothing that I feel
Here to remind me, nothing now here to do
I have nothing but pains for the memory
Your not even a fact or a smell
So untill you are actually bold
I will count you as cold
Some where in a dream I can't hold


Details | Free verse | |

HATE

I know your told as a kid not to hate to give
but it is hard to not hate sometimes
like when your not aloud to live
or when just hanging out is a crime

I have hated and I have loved before
but never have I dwelled on why till now
I know it is wrong an have tried not to open hates door
but sometimes it happens even if your not sure how

I want to forgive not hate anymore but can not
maybe I should try harder to put it in the past
I may forgive but it will never be forgot
Some hurts always last


Details | Rhyme | |

All The Reasons I Hate You

I hate the way you talk,
the way you say my name,
the way you wear your hair.
To me it's all the same.

I hate it when you make me laugh,
even more when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're just standing there,
Also when you lie.

I hate you for hurting me,
I hate you for being untrue,
I hate you for making me hate you, 
And for making me love you.


Details | Pantoum | |

Her Coconut Cream Pies

She loves coconut cream pies.
She bakes them especially for her
If I loved them, she would feel better.
Nevertheless, I hate coconut since forever.
She bakes them especially for her
Sometimes making them for friends,
Nevertheless, I hate coconut since forever.
Ever since, I drank coconut milk.
She bakes them especially for her
If I loved them, she would feel better.
Sometimes making them for friends
She loves coconut cream pies.


Details | I do not know? | |

What happened to us?

What happened to us?

Now I fear you, hate you, loath you
Really want to kill you

You disgust me 
Distract me 
Distrust me, hate me
Really want to kill me.

Always forever
Remember forever and ever?
Marriage vows
Exchanged in glee
Baby you and me made three.

Love we made twice a day
Exciting full filling 
We both have to say

Time moved on-on we went
kids happened
Deaths, birthdays
Illness, PTA and job promotions.

Travel too much
Yes you did 
Warn to much
Yes I did
Now my unhappiness
From you I hid.

Pay our bills
Build that house 
Need new cars
And more charge cards.

Love we made
Now once a week
Some hand jobs
But still lots of heat.

On we went, time moved on
How your money I did spent.

My appearance now 
did not care
Shorter skirts I would not wear
roots came in 
Dull dark grey hair.


All my love 
Hot to you
Instead to our child
Ok, I admit its true.

But I remember well
Your mistress tale
This deep pain for me 
Never did heal.

Time moved on- on we went
All my love frozen cold
Because you said I’m 
Getting to old

Love we made 
Once a month
Probably less, its hard to guess.

So divorce papers you did file
I felt free
At first
Many new possibilities!

Thought I, maybe now love
I’ll find 
Greater wealth
And peace of mind.

Lies we tell
Around about
Divorce is good
This we should

Therapists and
Friends do too-
Yes divorce
Is right for you!

So time moved on, on we went 
And all our money
Our attorneys spent

Love we made 
Not once this year 
This replaced
With grief and fear

Now I despise you, loath you
Hate you 
Midnight plots
Of you to rape you.


Win I will
 And win I must 
For now I know
What happened to us

Our love was planted
Yet left unattended
Rot to earth
Can’t be mended.

I alone this
Garden tended.

So why of why 
Did you fail to tell 
No gardener are you
Our love to fell.

Our garden of love 
Rot and weeds
Hate, desert
Now you sow
 These seeds.

Ironic yes.

I’m afraid it’s true.

Long at last
A gardener
I’ve made of you.


Details | Free verse | |

Eve

EVE

Never say “I don’t love you”
When you just mean give me space
Because it hurts me so much
Like a dagger in my heart
Never Say “”I don’t care”
When you just mean you hate it
Because I need to know,
Promise I’ll never do it again
Never say I Miss you
When you are far
The fact is 
I want to be exactly where you are
Never say “Come here”
When you just mean, prove my love
Because if I fail, I can’t blame distance
Men are comprises of peculiar elements
Our mind is the abode for knowledge
That holds the truth and the lies
Our mind is the residence of our will and desire
We don’t like to be fool 
Because we don’t play with feelings
We fall in love but hate to be dictated
We have our own plans and tactics
And we don’t stop until we reach success
We don’t lie when
We hide ourselves beyond what you see
Or discloses the antecedents of our past relationships
We just hate remembering heartaches 
Cause we are also the casualty of failures
We maybe objective 
And could become ruthless
But touch us once and we will gradually melts
You can name our nature
Beastly
Brutal
Evil and
Divine
You can call us everything that you wanted
But I tell you honey
That the realms of our nature
Is tamed with your passion
That behind our glory is your love
That the truth of our being
Is your existence
That the vows that you committed
Is the life that we long to live…


Details | I do not know? | |

I

I want to cry but tears wont come to my eyes
I want to scream but no one hears me
I have fought hard but with nothing coming from my trys
I can't go on I want to break free

I cant hold on anymore to love that is not returned
I need to move on and find someone
I have done been burned
I know your love is gone


Details | Pantoum | |

If She Only Knew

Her veil had become painted with dark misery
As once what was bliss, has now disappeared
The dreams with this man were faded and dreary
Her love turned quickly to hate and to fears

As once what was bliss, has now disappeared
His hands became weapons, stabbing at her heart
Her love turned quickly to hate and to fears
Now knowing from this life, she now must depart

His hands became weapons, stabbing at her heart
He was no longer the man she thought she had known
Now knowing from this life, she now must depart
She prays to find a life she can call her very own

He was no longer the man she thought she had known
The dreams with this man were faded and dreary
She prays to find a life she can call her very own
Her veil had become painted with dark misery


Details | Narrative | |

Who's In Control as you Fuss and Fight

 
 
As their anger built and they lost control,
    It was like something evil had possessed their soul.
The words they said burned like fire,
    Seeking to hurt the other was their main desire.
It didn’t matter who or what started the fight,
    The ole devil had you this very night.
He set the stage, he set you up,
     As you both spew his venom as you sip from his cup.
Once it gets started it’s so very hard to stop,
     Hate breeds hate such an unrewarding and pain filled crop.
As you reach the point of no return,
     The devil will laugh as you feel his burn.
He wants your soul that’s his only goal,
     One marriage gone to hell another success story for him another mark on his 
pole.
If you want your marriage to stay good and strong,
      Give the devil a kick in the pants and send him back to where he belongs.
And over all the best advice I can give,
     Seek the Lord and follow Him in your daily life and the way you live.


Details | Free verse | |

Falling Dreams

* This was written for someone dear to me. *



Falling Dreams
     by Amy Swanson (c) 2007


Falling... falling...
    ... so much in my head...

is it even worth it
    to get out of bed?

Really not sure, can I face the day


But life goes on...

      life goes on.

             I'll find a way.


I can't explain exactly why it is I feel so blue
    but I would bet some money, it still has to do with you!

People go through harder things, and this I understand - 
    but my world's been turned upside down completely by a man.


I've been through this before
    should have recognized it when
          the problem started knocking at my door.


I hate this feeling... hate what you have done to us.

And you don't even care;
       No, you don't even care.


Destroyed my security
and made me doubt our unity -
true love is such a rarity.


And so it's left to me
patch the pieces of this life
Make believe I feel no pain...

            and go on as your wife.



But... my heart still feels fractured
         betrayed and torn

And in my dreams I will be

Falling...

falling...

falling.


Details | Sonnet | |

I Hate You

Is it a sin to say I hate you?
Even if this is how I feel?
Lack of remorse and empathy
Your reactions simply unreal

I was raised never to say this
With morals and values emplaced
But I cannot help to feel this
My life with you is such a total waste

I hate you more than anything
This feeling I cannot hide
You see it when I look at you
So foolish, tossing it to the side

I was raised to be better than this
And never to say hurtful things
A sin to me would be hiding
The hate inside and what it brings

So yes I definitely hate you
Everything little thing you portray
I hope you have a good back up plan
This trial is over, my life begins today

© Stacy Lynn Stiles