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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 | |

Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


Details | Free verse | |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


Details | Lyric | |

WHISKEY LULLABY

written 17th Sept 2013


             "WHISKEY LULLABY"
                          sung by Brad Paisley and Alason Krass

Just married, he loved his new wife,more than anyone saw
 a day after they where married, he got drafted off to war
Overjoyed to finally return home to his bride
 he walked in, to find she was in bed with another man
With just a slight second, his heart died
 pain overwhelmed his entire soul, he picked up a drink
And started to drink more every day, to try to forget
 as time passed, he drank himself to death, with a note "I'll love her till I die
they buried him beneath the willow, as she watched she filled her soul with regret 
 left to blame herself, she began to drink his memory away
As years passed she slowly drank her pain away
 they found her next to his grave, holding his picture as she passed away
They buried her beneath the willow, and they were together again
 and the angles sang a whisky lullaby
So when you find your one true love, be faithful and true
 for no amount of alcohol will mend a broken heart for whatever you do!
 

 I chose this song for my mother and my father both became alcoholics after they separated and my father passed away at the age of 42years old, my mother still lives but never stopped drinking she will be 58 years old she took off with his best friend from the age of 12yrs old


Details | Prose Poetry | |

DAMAGED MY TRUE LOVE

written 17th Sept 2013



When it comes to love, I AM poisonous
 don't let me curse another, leave me loveless

For the first time in my life, I felt your pain and cried for your heart
 my heart finally hurts, knowing I passed this pain from the start

Please find help to set your heart free
 trust me, it's not a life you recover from easily 

Damaged goods I told you, unrepairable
 but some how, you managed the impossible

Unlovable for my entire life
 yet you had no problem, getting me to become your wife

Yes, it's been more than both of us should have ever had to bear
 at this moment, every cell in my body is overwhelmed, so I really do care

Please don't enter my life's pain and despair  
 you don't deserve it, you are so patient and filled with such love

I'm sorry I let myself fall in love knowing it would poison you
 soul mates forever and eternity, my love belongs only to you...




Details | Sonnet | |

A Bubble Blown Up With Breath

I will tell of love in fourteen short lines
Remember when you chipped bone in kneecap
So much pain for you and me nothing fine
Knee pain for you for me nausea trap

You had surgery, nausea had me
One baby in arms another womb bound
When you came home, total care you no glee
Beside chamber nausea vomit round

Daily existence for weeks ugly trap 
Baby, husband's care between nausea
Holding baby my only relief gap
Situation had me deep undersea

Love is deep when one gives beyond their strength
Giving beyond the call of duty is youngth


Details | Light Poetry | |

If Only

If I could spend my whole life with you,
It will only be a dream, because no such thing is true.
If no one open's their heart all the way through.
       How can I ever really give my heart to you? 
If I did you wouldn't have felt the pain you do.
Therefor no need to say sorry,
we just say it, because we know it's not true.
We say it just to get you through,
to have, to behold, the pain I gave you!
If  you should ever feel like this is your last breath,
to love, is to lay to rest.
It can feel worse than any death.
A women romancer is truly the best!
I've sacrifice nothing making you feel like you do,
but you have to learn to give credit, to where credit is due! 
Stimulating of the heart, Is to know where to start.
         My devotion is to myself,
I have to love me, before loving any one else
I'm done with the burden of pain, to have me, it's to what you'll gain.
To walk beside me, to never deny me. To love me, is to live as one.
For you can now, feel just where I come from.
To pave a new way, to this unacquainted highway.
         Intimacy is thee only thing I could offer to you.
For you could only be mine, no other friend will do.
To have you all to myself, is to deprive,
from liberty, to imprison, to confine to me. To surrender your heart,
thorough thick and, thin. To never let any other lover in,
to whom I'm your only friend, from the start till thee very end.
         To vow to never give away your heart, if we do break apart.
If I shall ever feel the love you do for me, I promise to love you for eternity!
To never have to say I'm sorry, for the love I'll feel for you.
For I could never put you through!
To  have a good women by your side, is to tell the truth, even if it make's me cry.
That's what it will take for you can be a real man.
To stand tall, to walk with pride, for a real man shouldn't have to lie.
If it should ever feel like it's way to hard, and we took this new found love way to far...
           Reminiscence of that day,
that I began to play thee O' Jays, when I used to be your girl,
till you opened my eyes to this cruel world.
I would like to start all over again, can you change my mind, to just go back in time.
For to truly love someone, is to let them free. 
To find each other again, it was truly meant to be!
To say this is true love, shall ever be a mystery.
For there's no paradise, in this so called world we call life.
     Until thee very day you make me your wife!


Details | I do not know? | |

For Men Everywhere One Billion Rising

1 Billion Rising.

For Men Everywhere.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

Stop!

Stop the abuse!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Listen!

Listen to the voices!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Think!

Think of how you treat,

grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Act!

Act now to change yourself!

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when you stop,

the violence,
the abuse,
the rape.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

is perpetrated by,

grand-fathers,
colleagues,
boyfriends,
husbands,
nephews,
brothers,
partners,
fathers,
uncles,

men,

all men.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

stops when us men stop,

The violence,
the abuse,
the rape,

today, now.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!


Details | Ballad | |

Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


Details | Free verse | |

Husband, Im listening

I sat there listening to your words, 
as you told me
Told me, you felt my pain and cried 
my tears
Telling me you missed me, each and 
every night
While I cry, my sad sounds
Pouring my heart, releasing my 
roots
Listening and believing your words

Until, shadows start coming out the 
dark
Truth, shines upon my rose bush
Telling me, your not telling the truth
Thunder, keeps hitting my eardrums 
Trying to show me, you

I sat there listening to your words, 
as you told me
Told me, you felt my pain and cried 
my tears
Telling me you missed me, each and 
every night
While I cry, my sad sounds
Pouring my heart, releasing my 
roots
Listening and believing your words

I opened, my soul and listened
I relax my body, and took all the 
signs
Realizing, I'm hurt at the end and 
destroyed 
I'm home, suffering from this pain 
of love
While, your out having a good time
I'm home losing weight
While , your out eating at buffets
I'm home, not committing adultery
While, your out sinning under our 
skies
Creating more and more lies
Not realizing, shadows do come out
They come out the dark

I sat there listening to your words, 
as you told me
Told me, you felt my pain and cried 
my tears
Telling me you missed me, each and 
every night
While I cry, my sad sounds
Pouring my heart, releasing my 
roots
Listening and believing your words

I sent you money and cater, from 
afar
Understood, you are my husband
Under God, I shall obey
Obey , his laws
But , who's laws, do I obey
When all this sin, is in my skin
Ripping me apart
Far apart, from the one, I love

I sat there listening to his words, as 
he told me
Told me, he felt my pain and cried 
my tears
Telling me, he missed me, each and 
every night
While I cry, my sad sounds
Pouring my heart, releasing my 
roots
Listening and believing his words

Now!
What to do, my mind is so confuse
Confuse on walking away or staying
I guess, it's not up to you
Now , that I know the truth
The truth about listening, to your 
words


Details | Rhyme | |

~~ Beloved Wife ~~

I was looking for Inspiration, for an “Elegy” Contest Poem
A Rambling POET , Constance, with  POETRY from her Heart
With deep embedded feelings Her  ~~Beloved Husband~~  is where I start
For I too lost a dear true LOVE, Glenn and Lenore in Heavens Home
I felt the pain of agony, the pain of a lost LOVE,  I know what Constance felt 
Together in Spirit, yet so far apart, together in Prayer, at a Gravestone we Knelt
I stare upon the ocean of tears that Constance cried, for in that ocean ,my Wife died
As we grow old together : Alone : let us meet in Heaven, YOU with YOUR Husband
                                        I with my Bride
Inspired By A Rambling POET, CONSTANCE"s Contest "Scavenger Hunt"
Dedicated to "A Rambling POET: Constance" 


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

HELP HER UP

written 2nd Aug 2013



This life is not as it should be
 pick up your wife, can't you see 

You're her husband, stand up!
 give her a reason, to again believe

She means 'everything'....to this family
 shutting the door leaving her totally... Alone

Do you actually know her at all...
 damaging her heart and soul, deep within it's cold

Loneliness consumes her, it's been so long
 it must be asked...do you still love her?

Are you willing to help her to her feet again?
 or shall you sit back and watch, as she see's the end

This is completely left for only you, her husband to declare
 how much does she really mean to you...do you still care?

Will you step up, or let her rot into total depression, you see it...
 Love and care, or death and dispirit

It's all up to you!
 Her loving husband, what will you do.....


Details | Free verse | |

marking time....to my friends on poetry soup.- the Lord helped me fight death and won.

i don't want to be just marking

time.  i died on november 20,

2008, during surgery.  i was

on a vent when i awakened 

december 2, 2008....my sisters'

birthday. what made me llive

i'll never know.  i know there

are things to do on this side

of death.



i have no time for marking time.

i have a stupid bag hanging from

my side now.  i am supposed to

"get comfortable with it".  well

that was a laugh.

that was a laugh until i thought

of the people that had these

things with no hope of ever

getting away from them.



i am so lucky.  14 days i laid

on a vent, then 22 more.

i came home 3 days, 



then 


i had
great pain in my chest...
.
well this is great i said,

a pulmonary emboli, 15 more

days, three days home.



then back to e.r. blood pressure

too high.  this bought me 

4 more days in e.r.



i am home now and finally 

have spent 19 days home.

i feel every pain and i feel

every time that i feel good



yes, i am never marking

time again.....there is

something about fighting

for your life and your sanity

that straightens things out.



i don't recommend it but

i wish i could let your hearts

know what i know.

janetta


Details | Rhyme | |

If I die before I wake

As I die he will be with me,
I fell in love he had the key,
And always knelt on one knee.

My last thoughts are of him, 
As the lights go dim,
Life circling on a rim.

All at once we are apart,
The taste is so tart,
It all hits me in the heart.

You are left to live,
My heart your captive,
There is nothing to forgive.

My cheeks blush so shy,
With a tear in my eye,
As I start to die.

Fear not for I am well,
As many up here can tell,
It is not quite hell.

As I look from above,
kissing the forehead of my love,
I wonder what he dreams of.

I look at him so fondly,
his lips curve so grandly,
as he sleeps so soundly.

I'm like a hummingbird fluttering over his bed,
I wish to be with him but I am dead,
My life over and has fled.

I fear for my love for he is kind,
Strong handsome and well lined,
But now I leave him way behind.

Finding love is like a quiz,
Never knowing what it is,
He needs love from a heart as strong as his.


Details | I do not know? | |

For Anene Booysen 1996 - 2013

Hamba Kahle Anene Booysen! (1996 – 2013)


Dead at 17, brutally raped and left to die,
in the dirt,

 

at a construction site in Bredasdorp.

 

‘horrific’, ‘repulsed’,
‘brutally raped’, ‘shocked’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

murdered at 17, brutally raped and left to die,

in the dirt,

 

at a construction site in Bredasdorp.

 

Anene was raped,
savagely mutilated,

 

Her 17 year old body tossed aside,

 

by the hands of men.

 

Men, always men,

 

cowardly, beastly, perverted, twisted men.

 

‘Beastly’, ‘perverted’, ‘twisted’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

who now lies cold and dead.

 

How many Anene Booysens will it take,

 

for us,
society,
families,
people,

 

human-beings,

 

and,

 

men, especially men,

 

to excise the ghastly menace,

 

of the heinous capacity that resides,

 

within men,

 

always men,

 

to brutalise, rape, mutilate, and murder.

 

‘Brutalise’, ‘murder’, ‘rape’,

 

do these words mean anything,
to anyone,

anymore.

 

Not to Anene Booysen,

 

murdered at 17, brutally raped and left,

 

to die,

 

in the dirt,

 

at a construction site,

 

in Bredasdorp.

 

 

Anene Booysen
(1996 – 2013)

 

* – Hamba Kahle – “Farewell, Travel Well” in Zulu

 

** – Bredasdorp is a small town near Cape Town, South Africa


Details | Rhyme | |

CURSED FROM BIRTH

written 17th Sept 2013



A lifetime of pain and suffering
 winning me over, to be loved and trusting

Now I find I'm alone again, it alway's ends the same
 will my life ever be more, than pain and nothing to gain

Emotionally damaged from the start, setting me free from my head
 as my body packs up, sentencing me to a year confined to bed

Finally I've become drug free, Nexium and Valium will always stay with me
 you have become so stressed, it's leading your love, to abandon me

I'm cursed, I have been since the day of my birth
 destined for a lifetime of nothing, even dirt has more worth 

Sorry I'm no good, I recall telling you this at the start
 it's me this time, to be left with the broken heart

I treasure our year before, filled with pure love and safety
 my heart and soul now and forever...will belong to you matey
 


Details | Free verse | |

The Hardest Thing To Do

When you have given it your all
thinking we will grow old together
not giving up 
determined to make it work
trying to earn his respect and gain his trust
showing your loyalty 
giving your heart
wanting only to matter
but he just tears you apart 
always wondering why
what did I do
to make you hate me so much
I look like a fool
without any guilt and no regret 
he did the one thing 
that I can never forget
I try to forgive but thats hard to do
when he’s not even sorry 
how can you be so cruel
you destroyed my life and our future too
we said till death do us part 
but that wasn’t true 
just another lie
thats all you seem to do.
you slept with my friend
over and over again
thats hardly a mistake 
for this my heart cannot mend
you wanted to hurt me
and thats just what you did
my husband, my lover, you were my best friend? 
what happened to forever? 
why did you make me your wife
you tell me you need me because I’m your soul mate in life
yet
you don’t love me enough to tell me the truth
that’s how I know my feelings will never matter
to you
So my love this is going to be the hardest thing for me to do
learn to accept defeat and let go of you


Details | Couplet | |

The Deadly Dart

Wherever I go through out my whole life,
I end up struggling with lots of strife.
Thinking that my life is a total waste,
Wanting it to be over in a haste.

I can feel the pain inside my own heart,
Like someone through at my a deadly dart.
The wound is easing deeper and deeper,
Will the pain ever stop getting bigger?

Feeling emo is never a good thing,
Cutting your arm makes a really bad sting.
Blood is dripping from my arms and my heart,
Failing to dodge the largest deadly dart.

Drowning in all the lies and self pity,
I live each day but always feel sh*tty.
I have lots of thoughts about suicide,
But then I think about those who have died.

Those who have died not just from suicide,
But also those who are really nice guys.
...
...
...
...This "poem" was actually suppose to be a couplet (on any thing you want) for my english 
class but i made this kind bcuz i was feeling emo that day...and also after i was done i read it 
over and it almost sound like a rap song which, i guess, is kinda funny and cool.........


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 | Romanticism | |

The Widower

What is there too say now?
What is there to do this evening?
Nothing for I am without you,
I remember you, when my eyes first looked upon your brow and beautious eyes,
Your luxurious features and a heart of gold and platnium,
I am lost in a garden of cluelessness, and lost and forgotten.

My heart aches and shivers in the lone days of the mid December evenings,
You are gone and lost without a single trace,
But soon I had lost you for good and could never find you again,
I buried you in the gardens of the dead,
and the tears from my broken heart showered your grave.

Oh now I wish you were here,
To listen to my heart,
For it is out of tune and the orchestra is playing a slow melody,
and the chimes ring me to the dinner table,
To eat alone the lonely supper for the mourning of my woman.

So I eat alone tonight,
The house is quiet and empty,
The butlers and maids have gone home,
Nothing but lone, empty halls,
Once filled with love and music,
keep me company.

The slow music plays in my study,
I sit in my red chair,
I cry and cry again,
I read a book of poetry and think of you,
Not a life worth living without you.


Details | I do not know? | |

AND THEN I REMEMBER

I wake up in the middle of the night, and reach out to touch you but you are not 
there
 And then I remember, 
The pain returns as quickly as an express train racing out of a tunnel
A quite cry escapes my lips a silent tear my eyes
 I will sleep no more tonight
In the morning I stumble out of bed, not thinking I call your name
And then I remember
I go to the bathroom, no more the clean order of a woman’s touch
But instead the chaotic disorder of the single man
And then I remember 
At breakfast I automatically set two cups, milk in both, sweetener in one
And then I remember
For you it’s just another day but for me it’s as if I am trapped in a time warp 
I eat my breakfast as if in a trance 
And I taste nothing, 
I drink my tea and stare out of the window
But I see nothing
 Except in the deepest corners of my mind
You are still hear with me 
I can see your face and I can smell you perfume
Your laughter fills my heart with joy
 And once again I look into your beautiful brown eyes
And I see again the great love and a deep passion in your soul
I reach out my hand to touch your cheek
My fingers brush your dark silken hair 
You speak my name
Suddenly I feel your soft touch on my arm 
And suddenly I am back and you are gone, 
And then I remember  
    I must pull myself together
 I must try to go on
They say time heels, they say the pain will subside
They say stop thinking of yourself
Think of your child
Words are cheap when you don’t have to pay 
And then I remember
She looks deep into my eyes, and I see her mother’s love
 I see her mother’s passion for life
I reach out and touch her dark silken hair;
 And then she speaks my name,
And then I remember 
Please god let me forget, just for a moment
Just for a while
Just let my child once again see me smile
 


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They Left so Abruptly

They Left so Abruptly

(for the countless South Africans, of all colours, who dedicated their lives for freedom and democracy)

the valiant ones
countless
many known
many more nameless

the truest sons and singers
husbands and poets
lovers and wives
daughters and farmers
workers and sisters
brothers and friends

they left so abruptly
with quiet pride
steely courage
gentle dignity

they left so abruptly
leaving us our tomorrows
brighter
hopeful
filled with promise

they left so abruptly
so that we may breathe
the breath of liberty
the air of freedom
the warmth of justice

they left so abruptly
leaving with us their parting gift

freedom
inkululeko
swatantrata
liberte
azadi
vhudilangi
libertad

they left so abruptly
yet we remember them all
today
in the days that slipped away
and in the many more that we await

they left so abruptly
yet they remain
hewed into our memories
etched in our consciences
engraved in our hearts
they left so abruptly
and yet they endure
with us
within us
now and forever more


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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


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How John Mayer helped end and save my marriage

How John Mayer helped end and save my marriage..     S.Hudson

Our love can be summed up in a playlist of John Mayer songs,
A myriad of one liners and chorus’ overlaying the template of life,
Our  “heart break  warfare”  led to a horrible affair,
She and another took solace in a shared love for John Mayer,
They dreamed together with “Half of my heart” playing in the distance,
“Showing me another way” ,
But a dream is all it could be, and a dream is all it was,
The “Gravity” of the situation realized,
And a husband missing all of his heart.
Two worlds pulling at the hem,
“Pain throws your heart to the ground, Love turns the whole thing around,”
It is said, we have lived together through both my wife,
And I don’t know, “If I trust myself with loving you”,
But, “I’m not the man I used to be lately”
And here we are now,
Trying to recapture this “Home life” John muses of.
“I’d love to walk where we both can talk”, I’d love to give you my all,
“Oh it’s taking so long, I could be wrong, I could be ready, Oh but if I take my hearts advice,
I should assume it’s still unsteady, I am in repair, I am in repair,”
For know we stand with our heart in the others hand, fragile, unsteady, unsure,
But oh so willing.
All I know Rhonda is, “There ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone”
“My girl she ain’t the one that I saw comin,” I “love who ya love, who ya love”
That’s  YOU!
I thank you John Mayer for giving us the words and the playlists for 
This roller coaster of emotion, heartbreak, passion, romance and desire,
That has been our Story line.
Keep em coming, because we still have a lifetime of Romancing and store walks ahead…


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Tears

Tears are falling from my eyes
They fall so fast they won’t subside
I’m fat and ugly not what you want
Why couldn’t you tell me all this up front
Stab me with that steely knife in your hand
Let my pain make you feel like a man
I’ve given you a child I’ve brought you life
All I ask in return is that you show love to your wife
Why wont you touch me do I disgust you so bad
Your lack of love it drives me mad
Never could I hurt or leave you
My love for you has and always will be true
How could I leave my soul is trapped my body its cage
Shale I wait for death to take me of old age

These tears they fall down so strong is the flow
I have succumbed to the darkness it’s all I now know
Off in the distance I hear the wolves howl
He’s coming to get me he has found me some how
The devil’s come to collect his due
I’ve gone and sold my soul to be loved by you
My beast comes before me we stand eye to eye
The storm is here I stand beneath a darkened sky

My heart slowly hardens darkens turning pain into anger
These tears fall still as I begin to wither
A hand reaches out could it be you still love me
You push me off the cliff and shout you have no love so could and bluntly
Good night cruel world I am gone forever my eyes still moist
My pain and sorrow shale forever go unvoiced


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Together in paradise

What just happened is something that can't be undone.
A mugger tried to shoot you but I jumped in front of the gun.
I couldn't let you die, that's why I took the bullet for you.
It was a good choice even though you think it was stupid to do.
The shooter tried to run but he didn't get away.
The cops just grabbed him and now he will pay.
In just a moment, I'll be gone.
I will die but your life will go on.
I couldn't have lived without you because you've been my beloved wife.
Someday we'll be together in Heaven, that will be worth sacrificing my life.
I'm in a great deal of pain as I lie here bleeding.
I feel so cold and my heart is about to stop beating.
But if I had it to do over again, I would do it without thinking twice.
Please always remember that one day we'll be together in paradise.


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Marie III--Is the Coffin Too Deep

So frigid was her immaculate body Her last second in screams is all I can see Love's revenge was my guilt With you I'd rather let you die with Bound hands Without you, Marie, like the psychopath's dream Death is all that I can see; All that could redeem Did anyone ask Did anyone recall The sweet taste of the poison The swift slash of the knife he penetration of the lead The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Was it so hard to solve Was it so hard to see That I strangled her so easily My nails piercing her comely skin Blood dripping like the pomegranate I crushed with the shovel I shattered her shins The knife to slight her wrists Didn't you see I did it all The only witness Couldn't say Is the coffin too deep? The pain of her decaying hear tI can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Marie I cant stay Earth is to cruel when your coffin is to deep Forever in death and in death alone The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep?


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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


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The cheating sin

She comes home to a silent room
Waiting for the greeting that she yearned to hear each day
Instead the noise that met her ear
Was of the most surprise to her
It was moaning and a groaning
And something she has never heard
She walked around to see what it was
In her mind she already knew
There he was and there she was
staring in each others eyes
Caught in the mist of the action
That just ruined both of their lives
She ran out so fast but didn't know where to go 
But her mind was way ahead
She put the car in reverse and skidded down the street
Before he ever could reach the door
She never talked to him again
But her heart wanted to each day
He cheated and she couldn't believe it
That was the end of their days
Years went by and she is trying to forget
But the pain keeps seeping back in
So uncontrollable, so unfathomable
She just wanted to the pain to end
Slowly and surely she drank away every hurt in her body
Till the night she drove herself off that cliff
Into the water that remained below
She did it  because her heart couldn't be mended 
Nor fixed of all the pain
He will never get to see her face
But will always remember her pain


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A Beautiful Season

As I open my eyes the pain shoots through my head
I swear some times I think I would be better off dead

I love my wife, kids and friends, empty they would be
So I’ll remain that lonesome vessel sailing across the sea

They all know that I gave up, gave up all of my dreams
Those of all the power, glory and living blatantly obscene

I had power on the streets and power up in the pen
Know that I was once proud to be the very breath of sin

What is it like once we start trying so hard to change
Know that every facet of our life we must re-arrange 

One day I started teaching about trying to reach our dreams
You see it is blind people that walk through Demons schemes

Demons schemes are hard to see, do you know the reason why
Just like in a storm the clouds will cover, all the blue up in the sky

Demons schemes are like a dream, offering all the pleasure we may feel
Some days for me to not fall back on them, takes every drop of my will

See every single day that I stay clean and stay true to myself
I gain just a little more insight as to what is truly wealth

Wealth is a frame of mind, offering freedom to our soul
I write my poems because I wish to simply reach that goal

And the one thing that I wish, the one thing that keeps me here
Is because I hope that just one soul won’t go, through all my tears

You see I have tasted emptiness that is as cold as cold as can be
I only hope that one of you will learn, Please don’t end up like me

Today is tomorrows past, so make it last, be all that you can be
Praise the Lord every second and say, I wish to live for thee

Storms will come and they will go nothing ever changes that
Trust in God and know in your heart, his love is where its at

He knows our prayers before there spoken as we kneel to pray
Bound to his will as well as time, if our prayers shall come to bay

I Praise him for the pain I’m in because I know he has a reason
And at the end of all the pain, will come a very beautiful season

Yesterday I overdosed so I figured I should add that information in
To be a true example of right we must include even the accidental sin

I could not believe the words I heard as they said you’ve overdosed
Though the taste of death in my mouth was as familiar as buttered toast

See I have tasted death so many times that it is like a long lost friend
My life is still the same only difference is, the truth I will not bend
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This story is the truth and goes with my blog


Details | ABC | |

For You

  As I lay my self down to sleep I give to you my soul to keep
 For u I would take a stand, to keep our love strong I'll do anything I can
Everytime I feel your touch which i dont feel enough, Its like Im begging 
for your love! Its like im invisable to you why cant i be what you need!
The pain and suffering that I have allways known tends to stay with me
as I grow,My nightmares has lengerd threw all these years I have shed
way to many tears! When i meat you my heart was like coal , I'V never
been showed love as you no , But yet you show nothing now,
In the bagning a light shined on me and It was you , Then I was no 
longer haunted by what men put me through! Now that I have meat you 
This monster you have slain And every day being with you keeps me saine 
Love deciet dishunesty and pain cover my soul like the distant rain 
 wanting your love  me pushes me insaine  Cant you see your
all I have For you my love is pure and true ,you dont even have a clue 
its hard for me when your not near losing you is my biggest fear.
U and Elissa are my family ! Something Iv never had And I would 
go to the end of the earth to get it back I need for us to be togeather tell 
the end ! But do u? For u I would do anything I can!
I say I love you because I do in my heart mind and soul And you know  its true For 
you Id gladly
give my life in hope that one day ill be your wife


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In My Mind - Sonnetina Rispetto

(Sonnetina Rispetto) In my mind you're here day and night For some time you brought in sunlight Now each day I just think of you Non-stop my heart for you will cry No matter what I do and try Even when your love makes me blue In my mind you're here day and night For some time you brought in sunlight. Without you now empty's my heart It's all broken, just torn apart Now each day I just think of you Even when your love makes me blue In my mind you're here day and night For some time you brought in sunlight. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 09.17.2014 Author's notes: The "Sonnetina Rispetto" is a new poetry form created by Dorian Petersen Potter on September 8,2009. This form has 14 lines with 8 syllables each. It can be written in 3 quatrain stanzas and a couplet or with an Octave(8) and a Sestet(6) lines. The rhyme scheme is as follows: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2. The capitals A1,A2,B1 and B2...stands for the refrain lines in the poem. Specifications restated: Stanzaic: Either 4 quatrains and a couplet or a sestet and an octave. Isosyllabic: Eight syllable per line Repetitive: requires two refrain lines, each repeated twice. Rhyme pattern: A1,A2,B1,c,c,B2,A1,A2,d,d,B1,B2,A1,A2.


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The Pain Of A Young Widow

The pain of a young widow....
Her husband has just died and she can still smell his cologne
She can still remember the last words his beautiful lips spoke
"I love you.."
She cries and cries
Shes upset with herself...
Shes upset with God..
And shes upset with everyone who has happiness...
Shes upset with her friends geting over his death so quickly
She thinks"why'd he have to leave me"...
She stays home and looks at the window hoping that it was all a dream
That her new husband would come home with flowers and joy.....
As she sits she neglects everything.....
Her health......
She neglects her baby...
Her baby gets taken away..
She justs waves through the windows at the trees imagining and hoping....
She sits and waits...until shes tired of waiting...
She goes back to life thinking that she still has everything,....
The widow lost everything she wasn't young anymore.....
The pain of what used to be a young widow...


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Teardrops of War and Pain

Teardrops dropping,
My heart nearly stopping,
When you left me standing here,
You said "Goodbye, my sweet dear."

I asked for you to stay,
If not for another year, then perhaps one more day.
You looked me in the eyes,
And said "This may be our last goodbyes."

You kissed me with tenderness,
As if this may be our last, final kiss.
Ours lips parting,
The situation hardening.

As I said "I love you so,
I don't want you to go",
Pulled up a sandy, monstrous truck,
Alerted to shoot, but not at a duck.

I saw such pain in your eyes,
When we told one another of our love, and then goodbye's.

I'll never forget what happened that day;
I can't sleep at night, so I walk to the bay.
The bay is so full of our love,
The one thing that accompanies me is a dove.

I cry teardrops of war and pain,
To only know of what I lost, but will never again gain.
I hope for you to come back home,
Until I find out that I have to find a silent, cement dome.

Everyday and every night,
The pain is too much to bear to eat even a bite,
As I sit here at the eating table,
I'll admit, I don't think, anytime soon, I'll be stable.

The pain is too much to take,
I'm dying of this terrible heart ache.

I cry so many teardrops of war and pain,
That I think I'll never, again be sane.


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My Final Verse

Everybody has a story there’s a song for every human being
Each has an individual message told by the words they sing

Sometimes that song is full of pain it’s full of pain and strife
Other times it clearly describes the one true blessing of our life

In the story of my song if it were to come to end this very day
What do you really think the final verse of my song would say?

This truly is my philosophy, this is my true philosophy of life
The final verse of my song will sing, “My God I love my Wife”

That’s the way my final verse will start and also how it will end
For when the Lord gave my wife to me, he gave me my friend

My wife is not just my lover though loving her has been great
She is more the essence of my soul she is my true soul mate

To save her one second of pain I would take pain ten thousand years
Because I know every second of it she would be there to dry my tears

Before I would cause her any pain I would die the most dreaded death
Because I shall adore her heart and soul with my every single breath

To the world I am not too proud to say, not too proud to say this at all
Without her my final verse would have no words for she has wrote them all


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i wish

I wish I never gaved him another chance
my boyfriend for 3 and a half years
he went back to that girl he screwed on me with
emotionally hurt
I shed so many tears
after all the pain
I stood strong and believe
I will find that one
but first I need to get over
the heartaches and pain to move on

time can only make me stronger
healin my woons and movin on
living day by day
prince charming will come my way
there is someone out there for me
but i wont go looking for love
cuz everytime I do
I come across the ones who hurts me...

I wish I never gaved him another chance
my boyfriend for 3 and a half years
he went back to that girl he screwed on me with
emotionally hurt
I shed so many tears
after all the pain
I stood strong and believe
I will find that one
but first I need to get over
the heartaches and pain to move on

its so hard, but im better off without him
I wont look back, I wont think twice
to be with him
my ex tim got the boot
now just let me be
im glad im movin on
to be stress free

I wish I never gaved him another chance
my boyfriend for 3 and a half years
he went back to that girl he screwed on me with
emotionally hurt
I shed so many tears
after all the pain
I stood strong and believe
I will find that one
but first I need to get over
the heartaches and pain to move on


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Sociopath - Dedicated to my Husband



I tell others I am a victim because I can't see another human's pain.
I ruin and destroy but my eyes don't see.
The only pain I know is the pain that engulfs me.
I have no soul.
If you look inside me I am hollow
My weapon of destruction is my mouth. 
I breed indifference. 
Because I am all that matters.
I will destroy all who come in my twisted web of lies.
I will steal love, but won't give it.
I will take everything you hold dear and rip it out of your arms. When I hear your 
cry I will laugh with arrogance because I am Ted Bundy's clone a sociopath who 
has no home. 
  
 
 


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Baggage

I carry with me a suitcase of memories
Of old boyfriends, husbands and lovers
Of every betrayal I have ever endured
For every tear that I have ever cried
Every time I feel pain in my heart
The suitcase gets heavier
Causing me to walk unsteady
It is so full now that it feels as if a boulder lies inside
Cannot possibly carry the load
But, I manage
My spirit is weak, but strong like a fortress
But, the baggage is still there
When I talk to you little pieces fall out
I am exposed, naked
Part of the real me has been revealed
My fears are displayed
For inquisitive spectators
Who walk by
Glance and gazing at the spectacle
I am wearing my pain like a jacket
For everyone to see
But, not fully understand
So much of me is screaming out to the world
Then other parts of me are silent
But, no one can ever know the real me
Because all my baggage is cluttering the path to my heart 


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Childbirth

(This is a fictional poem)

I lost the most precious thing on Earth.
My beloved wife died during childbirth.
I pushed her to have a baby even though the doctor told us not to.
Now that she's gone, I can't stand this unbearable pain I'm going through.
She was diabetic and I should've known better.
My life became complete on the day that I met her.
But now she's dead and I know that I'm the one to blame.
When they buried her, I knew that life would never be the same.
The baby also perished on that horrible day.
I wish somebody would shoot me and take the pain away.


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Kind of Like Sylvia: Part 2



Success divided them
Opening up doors 
That should have remained closed
The temptress walked right in
Made herself at home
And conquered what was not hers 
Leaving Sylvia feeling betrayed and alone
Another man leaving her life
She was never given the opportunity to know
What security from a man feels like
She was always left to make it on her own
Never having anyone to count on
Never having someone to give 
Her unconditional love and security


Then her tragic end
While her unsuspecting children
Lay in their beds
Peacefully sleeping
Unaware of the doom to come
She placed her head in a gas stove
Suffocating from the toxic fumes
Though her physical deprivation of oxygen
Made her body violently contort
Maybe her demise was
The only way she knew to
Release the pain in her soul
That was haunting her always
Like a shadow
Following her 
Until she sought to end
Her life's journey
That constantly betrayed her


Though many believe that
The soul who commits such a dreadful act
Will be punished for all eternity
In a darker place then they ever knew on earth
I wonder if there is 
Such a price to pay
Why cannot payment be demanded
From the ones who were 
Figuratively gripping her by the throat
Leaving her feeling 
That there was no other way out
Leaving her to face each day
Bitterly alone


Sylvia's life and mine
Are intertwined in so many ways
Though my Father is very much alive
It seems like his death came long ago
Because we are strangers
My relationship with him
Has profoundly affected 
How I view men at present
And probably until the day 
My life ends
Like Sylvia, my husband and I
Share a bond through our poetry
Our intellectual conversations
Stimulate our minds and strengthen our bond
But, then infidelity, abuse and betrayals
Ended the magic between us
Leaving our relationship dormant
Temporary bliss is all I have been given
Though I am grateful for 
The chance to experience it at all
My life is empty
Without the security that a man brings
When you can trust him with everything
That you possess
Your innermost secrets
Your dreams
And even your very soul
For this security escaped
Sylvia and I both
This void bonds us
Even beyond the realm of death
Because pain is never-ending