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GOODBYE

(NOTHING MORE TO SAY)

I've seen the way you look at me
I've seen the way you look at them
Without wanting to admit, you hate everything I stand for
Lying to yourself, you are sweet, caring and better
Still, you look at me and hate everything I stand for
You are a cheat - A liar - A toilet flushing down rain

You seek and want my attention, yet you have no domain
Your THANK YOU's are cheaper than a grin on a Walmart bag
The light - The light - That shines upon your expression
Nothing more than.....
Sour grapes traveling towards the darkest region of the sun
Yes, simple prunes basking all the time!!!!!
Shaking powdered grapes from lobe to lobe
Watching humping wild hogs who can't eat cake
---Desperately you mock yourself---

Before you draw a blank, let me remind you
You look at me and hate everything I stand for
The way I smile, carry myself every day
I never claim to be perfect, but better with no anvil
You can't bear the way I stand in front of the soap display
I embrace with all my spirit, at the end of every day
I'm so glad I am nothing like you or them
In reality, I judged you the moment you walked in

Before the year ends, I will end my affair right here
I have nothing more to say
I hope you all have a great new year.

TaTa SKAT in the Hat


Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015

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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday, I went home for lunch, I never go home for lunch. When I got to our apartment  I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key.  Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning.  I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key. I reached for the door knob and turned. The door was open.  I don't know how I knew. The moment I entered I knew.  I froze. I could feel it, smell it, hell I could taste it. I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,  my lungs were grasping for air  for some oxygen  some sweet, sweet oxygen but I could barely breathe. “Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking. Not really walking,  it was like moving through mud,  like a slow motion scene in a movie.  But this wasn't a movie.  This was my life and I could feel it slipping away  from my grasp. I heard noises! Francine.  I had heard those noises a hundred times before,  they were the sounds of an Angel  but this was no heaven  this was my own private nightmare. The moans traveled through the muck in the air  amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker.  It mocked me over and over again. Climbing a mountain might have been easier  but I finally reached the bedroom, and there they were, and there she was. I knew, I knew the moment I entered the apartment.  Why hadn't I just turned back?  I could barely see, my eyes were blurry,  covered in layers of my own tears. I could see her  I knew I had never seen him before. They were naked and in our bed.  Naked in OUR BED! How do you that? How do you cross the line to that extreme? You'd think the green eyed monster  would control my actions from here on in.  I did see green! I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to end up the morning headline in the newspaper. That monster jealousy was by my side but I took charge.  I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now. You'd think I would be mad, I wasn't. You'd think I'd curse and call her whore. I didn't! Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.   This hacked away at my spirit,  tore away at my self worth. I felt like a pile of worthless shreds. I spoke I mean my lips moved and words came out... I think.  I think I said,  I'm not sure it all happened so fast, she never spoke. I could see the shame on her face  she didn't need to speak,  but, but I think I said 'Sorry... I said Sorry and I left. I wandered for what seemed hours,  it was minutes.  It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer;  there just wasn't any music anymore. I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart.  Like a broken record it was skipping, like a broken record it played  in a loop of repetitive monotony. I suffered in my circled steps  until I couldn't stand it any more. I found just enough strength  to return to the apartment. I knew she was gone  I already felt the emptiness in my whole. We'd never see each other again. We had been so much. She was a big part of my life. She was the love of my life. I would never love anyone like that again. So much of her was me. I thought she was my soul mate. We let go of all of it. There is a feeling of betrayal. A feeling of disgust. A jealousy that takes over. I'd never look at her the same again. Everything she ever did from that day on would always make me suspicious. Jealousy would rule me. Jealousy should never rule anyone. If you can't trust the people in your life, friend or lover, you need to remove that person from your life. You have to remove that person out of your life. Trust, is the only gift we can offer. Friend, lover or stranger! People can trust me. My word is my bond. I let her go,  I really didn't have a choice I would never be the same again. She was gone. She had left a note. It said Sorry! Sorry! We both were. Maurice Yvonne 11~30~2014 Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster 
 


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

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I'm Not Your Puppet

I’m Not Your Puppet
Don’t you ever forget That I’m not your puppet! I’m not a toy on a string that you can manipulate, So you can walk right back through that gate. You thought you could simply bark out commands, And I would just yield to your demands. But I’m so over you and I hope you can see That I’ve broken those chains and I’m now free. Mr. Manipulator, don’t try to mess with my mind, ‘Cause it has a will of its own as I’m sure you’ll soon find. Don’t even try to figure me out, I’m my own person, that’s what this is all about!
You took my love for granted, And got everything you ever wanted. Well, marionette maker, let me tell you what's true, No more dancing to your tune as I've had enough of you! Trust me I’m not even bitter, But it’s all over and you can go cry me a river. You really did me wrong thinking you could string me along; But nothing lasts forever and I've grown super strong. I’m not your puppet, and as I’ve told you before, My name is not Pinocchio, so see yourself to the door. You'd better understand that I'm my own woman, And I will not be controlled by any man!
Inspired by the R&B song, “I’m Your Puppet,” released in December 1966 by James and Bobby Purify, singing duo.


Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014

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Whispers of Your Soul

I wanted to hear your whisper
Yet I could only hear you shout
Your soul filled with all it's turmoil
Filled my own heart with so much doubt

By holding tightly to our pain
Silence became extremely loud
The softer notes within reason
Couldn't be heard above our proud

Were we lovers of the darkness 
Cutting through silence with our knives
Shredding perceived insecurities
In hopes of saving our own lives

Some dances were not meant to be
I heard the anguish in your voice
You took a walk, didn't look back
Loving another was your choice

Then I heard a different whisper
Bubble up, from inside of me
Lessons learned, from a broken heart
Meant freedom from insanity

















Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014

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Tanka 1 about Smudged Roses

Now published at tankajournal.com




Inspired by Chris'tanka contest ~Now, for the contest :)


Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014

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Hope Outweighs Sorrow

Falling in love is magic,
it feels like your heart's on fire.
And your ears hear only hope,
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken,
your heart shores it up with lies.
And an outpouring of pain,
replaces truth as it dies.

Fear gathers, like nagging doubts,
that morph into last goodbyes.
And shared dreams discreetly drown,
as tears spill from crying eyes.

Let time’s current carry you
to where hope, outweighs sorrow.
For like a river, it flows
blindly towards tomorrow. 


Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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It Only Hurts When I Smile

I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.
.
I thought our love was strong

I didn't think you would leave

I think about about you all the time 

Do you still think about me?

and when I think of how I threw us away

It only hurts when I think 
.
The first time I laid eyes on you you took my breath away

I lost my breath again the day you walked away

Pain won't go and damage is done

And I just can't feel a thing

It only hurts when I breathe
.  
And I see where I went wrong

And I see what I've done

But I don't see you coming home to me

And when I look at it all that way

 It only hurts when I see
.
And I just can't live without you 

My heart is still in your hands 

And there's no "this" left to fix

And there's no "us" left to mend

And I guess I gotta live with it

So it only hurts when I live
.
I put a smile on my face when I go outside 

My friends all see the pain I try to hide in my eyes

And I try to act like I can make it on my own 

Since you've been gone I'm alone 

I suppose I'm gonna be here a while

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.

And for the rest . . . of my life

 It only hurts when I smile.


Copyright © Kelly Crenshaw | Year Posted 2016

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For Only A Moment

Did it have to last for only a moment,
our love withered before the flowers you sent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a relationship so newfound and innocent.

Our love withered before the flowers you sent,
your early departure I could not prevent,
a relationship so newfound and innocent,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent.

Your early departure I could not prevent,
white carnations, a pure love they meant,
a memory lingers on like a sweet scent,
did it have to last for only a moment.





Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2015

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Out of Control


I spin, faster and faster… losing control, I am a propeller rising. Once, you were my mystery to solve – my challenge, my highest vista to climb. You lifted me to your private skies. Spread out before me on red-winged flights, eradicated stars came back to life, painted iridescent by your own two hands. What could only be crayoned by inferior men. All aglow, the universe circled my head - round and round till the dizziness came, infatuation only to blame. I spin…slower, rhythmic, scraping. I am a pinwheel on softest breeze. memories come…memories go. With a crystal crown of constellations, you adorned my flowing hair – locks spun golden, locks I loosened for you. I became a glowing body for you to orbit, a fiery flood of sunlight traveling, Venus gifted in violet dusk, auroras of ribbon braided… I spin…slanting, lower, on tip-toes. I am a ballerina with an audience of one. I watched you watch me in light of all things. I wanted to be center of your universe… rings of Saturn encircled you and I. Mercury’s fire blazed through what was us. Blue-silver splattered moons orbited our sleep. I kissed the moon rock I named after you. I kissed you and only you until dawn slipped between the warmth of our linen sheets. I caught you in my arms time after time, clouds dappled with your eyes floated by… doting, they released scintillating showers upon a wilting flower. When it was time for you to catch me, you were gone…taking with you part of me. I fell hard…back to earth, stained crimson, star-struck. Forever is a long time to chase shooting stars through echoing space. I trusted you, trusted only you, trusted you with me. I rusted, no protection from your harsh elements. We all come back to reality of a spinning earth… we rise or fall, move or hide, heed the call or lie. We come to the self-sharpened point of swim or die. Time rushes by… I sat next to you, held your hand, feeling like my own miraculous sky, regaining my identity… while you read Hemingway, a man’s man you’d say. I spoke of the poem I wrote for you another day. “Yeah, yeah…Aha”, you whispered…my words dismissed, a foreign language never understood. Space and time altered our skies; below, your lies became our demise. Our footprints disappeared before my eyes. In my own miraculous sky, I have slowed my pace, aware of my mistakes, my fear, my grace. I embrace beauty, peace, tears I've cried, the ride… Dawn came early this new day, I drove away, weaved around a pothole, almost crashed. The gravel road rattled my faith. I started to spin again…disoriented, I faltered, but I never turned back. I wonder if I avoided my own catastrophe, saved face, or a little of both… I remember how I asked you about the meaning of love. You turned away, reading Williams that day, madness and genius you’d say, I planted my feet, met your eyes, then marched away. Head held high, you dimmed under a starlit sky. I searched myself and found the brightest star… it led me home. Now, I brush my fingers lightly across a constellation on high… Pegasus, I think. Only to realize, it’s reflection mottles in a rippling puddle below... beauty awakened by my grounded feet. Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 4/11/15


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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GUESS IT'S OVER

Never thought it would be easy
After all these years
You’d leave me all alone
To face my lonely fears

Promised me the earth
When I became your bride
Said we were forever
Always side by side

I’m sitting here without you
You were my guiding light
Now you’ve turned your back on me
So I’ve given up without a fight

In time I’ll move on
Now you’ve let me go
One day I may find love again
When my broken heart gets strong

Would I take you back
If you came begging on bended knee
Guess I’m not so sure
I’m getting used to being free


Penned after listening to 3 doors down 'Here without you'
Contest I love rock and roll
Sponsor Kelly Deschler
11~13~ 2014


Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014

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Garden of Roses

I'm just a lily in a garden of roses; I'm a misfit, misshapen, a mistake of a seed- But a lily is all I can be. If you paid visit each hour and each time picked a flower The last one that you'd pick would be me. You might stop and wonder Where the wind took its plunder and carried me far from my home; And with your head tilted Pick a rose that's half wilted And leave me here all alone. You think that I chose this, To be stuck with the roses? Eternally nature's next best? Or maybe I'm third to a daffodil bud, Or fourth to a sunflower's zest. I'm just a lily in a garden of roses. . Being passed by those strolling along But no matter how badly I just want to be picked I know that I'll never belong.


Copyright © Dana Smith | Year Posted 2014

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Beautiful Pain

Shes The prettiest picture…In The Ugliest Frame. 
We Turned A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain 
And There Was Never Another ..She was My Sun And My Moon. 
Soon As I Told Her I Loved Her…(She Said)…”Baby Now Your Doomed” 
There was A Time That I loved You…Thinking You Love Me The Same. 
Transformed A Beautiful Love Into A Beautiful Pain. 
And Now My Heart Is So Heavy You Couldn't Lift It With Crane. 
You Were The Sun In My Sky But Know Im Praying For Rain. 
To You Forever Meant Never…To Me True Meaning Remained. 
Our Love No Longer Distinguished cause You extinguished our Flame. 
I Vowed To Never Give Up..Cause I was Hoping You’d Change. 
How Do You Capture A Heart That Doesn't Want To Be Claimed. 
She’s The Prettiest Picture In Hideous Frame 
Know Your Intentions Insidious But still I love you the same. 
My Heart was clearly departed hoping your memory fades. 
Even Made cupid feel stupid and start to question his aim. 
I promise never again and there  is no need to explain. 
Face It…No Body wins when treat love like a game. 
  
And there was never another She was the stars and my Moon.


Copyright © Micah Watkins | Year Posted 2013

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A Drop of Relief

Tear ooze in drops carries scads gliding down contours at the edge it drips with a plop ease the mind of the woes, a sigh elude unawares © Nadiya (10 March 2015) * Chosen Poem of the Day on 12 March 2015 * Placed 2nd in the contest 'Fibonacci' by Rob Carmack on 14 March 2015


Copyright © poesy relish | Year Posted 2015

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I'm Breaking Up With You, PD

I’m Breaking Up With You, P.D.
I’m breaking up with you, P.D. This is the very last poem you’ll ever get from me! So understand me, Poetry Diva, we’re seriously through! My husband will certainly leave me if I don’t leave you. Let me explain it like this, my lovely, lethal girlfriend, I’m so addicted to PoetrySoup, my marriage will soon end. I know for sure that you don’t care and you won’t cry, ‘Cause on to a better poetry lover you’ll quickly fly. Well, Deadly Destroyer, I'll see you around - - -someday maybe - But right now I’m breaking up with you, P.D., so this is “Hasta la Vista, Baby!”
Entered in contest “I’m Breaking Up With You.” sponsored by Poet Destroyer A (6-11-2014)


Copyright © Pandita Sanchez | Year Posted 2014

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The Color Of Her Eyes

i guess i shouldn't let the color of her eyes wake me in the night but i miss her.  her voice sings to me in the shower i should listen to the rushing water  but i miss her. when i laugh i hear her laugh with me, i shouldn’t but i miss her. i know now love isn't enough.  you can love each other with every centimeter of your make up  but realities will sometimes trump that passion you fight for it, years if you have to you just dance in the soiled water of the flood but sometimes, well like i said, love isn't enough. this isn't a sad story, a feel sorry for me discourse, the moments were real they still live with me she is a part of me us is still in me. i still smile when i think of her, i guess i always will.  but sometimes, in the capture of a moon lit night i also cry.


Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014

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Goodbye Song

Another haunted night, I watch raindrops fall from consoling clouds, track each plane flying south, and I think of you. My lungs empty a lonely sigh… I bullet a dark, heaving sky with my angry words as I curse you for walking away again. I remember the starlings that came earlier; they circled low, then perched along the eaves while the sun held me in afternoon glow, as if to say goodbye, friend. We will meet again. I should have known. Night after night, shadows march a solemn procession across a long-faced moon. I know he is mourning, too. Weeds tangle my thoughts until I dream in a web of mismatched memories and neglected clues - so many questions, left in a heap at the foot of our bed, no answers said out loud. Loneliness plays blackjack with my heart; mocking me tonight, the house wins again. Why do I gamble after losing you before? How many times have you walked out that door? I try to mend cracks exposed when darkness fades into golden dawn. I try to color my crumbling world like a child. I paint smiles on your face in our albums to tell myself lies. I replay that moment you walked away; I envision every detail down to one lace that dangled from your new shoes, new shoes bought to step into our new life together. I remember when we wrapped ourselves in our dreams to keep warm. One day, your face will dissolve like a rain puddle on a summer day. One day, I’ll say goodbye and start again. Maybe today will be that day. At least today, I’ll try. A lone starling in a dark, glossy suit lands on my window sill at break of dawn. It wakes me with its sweet, warbled song and waits long enough for me to rise from bed so I might feel the promise of a new day shine through my soul. Then, as my tears fall soft like flowing silk, he spreads his wings and flies away. In light of dawn’s blessings, I am the starling, singing a goodbye song. I pray, tonight, I dream of anyone but you. written April, 2014


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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EMPTY POCKETS

I got empty pockets
Where promise used to be
Seems like it was yesterday
Girl, you were sitting next to me
That was ten years ago
Time grew wings so it could fly
Left me here all alone
We never even said goodbye

I got empty pockets
I'm busted, broke.. Without a clue
I got empty pockets
But my heart is still full of you

I got empty pockets
There's no pictures on my wall
Pretty sure I'm still in shock
Your leaving makes no sense at all
Sometimes I look in the mirror
Ask that guy what went wrong
But he ain't got no answers
He just sings his sad songs..

I got empty pockets
It hurts but I know it's true
I got empty pockets
Girl, tonight I'm missing you

I got empty pockets
I'm busted, broke.. Without a clue
I got empty pockets
But my heart is still full of you


Copyright © Lyric Man | Year Posted 2016

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Sometimes I forget his name

Sometimes
I forget his name
there are cavities 
in love too

dark gaps 
in the cracking heart
where aching
doubt and memories 
pulsate.


© Gry W Christensen


Copyright © Gry Christensen | Year Posted 2014

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THE PAINTER

From every land they came to see
The greatest painter of all time
To admire his works of art, and
Study his poetry with perfect rhyme
On this rare date fate would have
The genius recluse ready to speak
Today he'd uncover the mystery
By letting us inside to take a peek

He said..
The young painter took his brush
And there he struggled to begin
What beauty should he compose
His mentor said it's all within
A masterpiece will never come
By reproducing what you see
You must expose the heart outright
You have to feel for it to be

For years the painter tried to craft
Awe and wonder with his hand
And he ignored the girl he loved
In the pursuit of his grand plan
She walked out.. without goodbye
Not coming back, ever apart
Never again would he paint by hand
He now stroked with a broken heart

He said..
Tears run down my cheeks
And I mix them with the paint
This art that you think brilliant
Is just a canvas full of angst
My brush strokes are in darkness
So all I see is what I feel
When she left she took the sun
Now emptiness is all that's real

Then he looked up and said to me
What is it you desire to do
Be careful what you long for
To me the only masterpiece is two
What once was now just a memory
Never wish to be like me
For in this explosion of bright hues
Dark tints of blue is all I see

7-24-16



Copyright © Lyric Man | Year Posted 2016

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Black Rain

~BLACK RAIN~

Another rainy stormy night,
nothing will ever feel the same.
Thunder makes me fear with fright,
Theirs no way to call your name.
To be alone is no delight,
here I am alone with shame.
It runs trough me like day and night,
lonesome here for playing my game.
I wish you were here to hold me real tight.
Forgive me for I am  the only one to blame.

A darken rainy stormy night!
Here I whither away in the BLACK RAIN!
In that selfish moment, I did not realize,
all I was doing was causing myself pain.
You took and shook me with a big surprise!
And, showed me that my cheating had nothing to gain.
With you in distance I lose myself,
sitting all alone in the BLACK RAIN.

BLACK RAIN, BLACK RAIN!
Please stop the pain, it's my love I want to gain.

Tears from me you wouldn't take.
It was my fault to take the fall.
It does not mean my love to you was fake.
Without you I feel real small.
The hurt runs deep~Deeper than a lake!
The hurt runs high~Higher than the tallest wall!
The hurt is heavy~something you can't shake!
The hurt is like a mystery~you can't solve at all! 
BLACK RAIN!
How this cloud passes my days,
I have no one to blame
If I knew exactly what to say,
I would not be feeling all this pain.
BLACK RAIN,
is here to stay!
I have lost what took long to gain.

BLACK RAIN, BLACK RAIN,
please go away!
I want my lover to come back my way.

  ~SKAT POETRY~
     Oct-1996

inspired by  Rain Rain Go Away.... :)


Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2010

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A Broken Heart

A Broken Heart

I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow,
My love’s full of such anguish and fear;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

My heart seeks such a palliative yarrow,
My thoughts are shattered, no longer clear;
I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow.

My desire’s gone, a victim of a much harrow,
My emotions are awry and bring no cheer;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

Your anger strikes my heart like a poison arrow,
Your evil intent revealed with no sugary veneer;
I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow.

I live my life now with no surcease of sorrow,
Your former love declarations ring now so queer;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

My spirit’s in tatters from your hateful harrow,
And your face now haunts me with a nasty leer;
I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow.
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
November 14, 2014 (Villanelle)


Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014

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Indian Giver

(To give then take)

I shut my eyes for a few seconds today
Missing you, I wished you were here
Then suddenly the walls became dim 
My heart murmurs your name 
I swallow the tears behind my eyes 
Claiming back the wish 
Why would I ever let myself fall in love again?

By: PD


Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015

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Unrequited Love

The love I felt exists no more
I can’t believe we’re no more
Darling how can this even be
Don’t you even care and see

I sleep at night in such hopeless torment
My soul inside crying tears of sad lament
I once felt at the very pinnacle of my life
Now I hang my head only in fear and strife

The feeling, passion, and warmth are now all gone
We had such fun in love and life, now that’s gone
My hopes and emotions are awash in this strife
My desires and dreams are gone now in my life 

I gave you all my love Darling straight from my heart
And you returned nothing Darling from the very start
My soul now cries so sadly in a most horrible hellish fire
Knowing my love remains unrequited and my soul on fire

The love I felt exists no more
I can’t believe we’re no more
Darling how can this even be
Don’t you even care and see

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
November 1, 2014 (Rhymed Lyric)


Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2014

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Identity Crisis

It's complicated
The way she looks at him
Not the way it used to be
When he had held her gaze
She had expected to love him all of her days
Had walked around in that lover's daze
Not aware of his cheating ways

His hiding and deception
An unskilled master of self protection
She discovered the reason for the alienation of his affection
All the small clues that led to his detection
Making her doubt herself
Not wanting to believe his indescretion
It was easier imagining relational perfection

Without him she thinks she has no life
Her identity tied to being his wife
Yet now she wishes 
imagines
Gutting him with a knife
much better being a widow
Than a cheaters wife

So she looks at him with piercing eyes
Imagines the other woman's thighs 
And the part of him she use to make rise
In this moment she begins to realize
He's not much of a prize
Still deep down 
she hopes the bastard dies!




Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2015

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Think of Me

Think of me and smile
Our time was shortly spent
Think for just a while
Of all the things we meant………
To each other we were Love, 
Laughter, Smiles and Joy
Think of all those things
Then think of us once more

Remember our first kiss
Remember our first time
Remember I was yours, 
Remember you were mine
The things that we would say
The things we use to do 
I heard you sing a song
I wrote a poem for you
Didn’t think we’d be together
Didn’t seek, but we did find
A precious hidden treasure
A love so true and kind


Now when the Angels come for me
My home now in the sky
Don’t hang your head in sorrow
For me don’t even cry
I will send a signal
And you will know the sign
The Sun will shine its brightest
The humming birds will sing
Midnight will be the darkest
Think of all those things

The wind will blow so gently
I’ll Whisper in your ear
You will smell the roses 
And feel my presence near
For you have known my spirit
For you have only seen
The beam of light now shinning
A dream that came to be
So just in case you’re wondering
It’s not because I’m free
But that I caught you smiling
And I knew, you had thought of me.


Patricia Templeton


"Women Only"


Copyright © Patricia Mitchell-Nunn | Year Posted 2014