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Long poem by Johnny Williams | Details |

Tears Talk

In the beginning 
All I ever wanted to do is talk it over 
But constantly getting the cold shoulder 
Causes cold hopes
You made me feel like nothing inside 
And egg with no yoke
You can't be mad forever 
Eventually it'll all come spilling out
I just wanted to talk 
But now we've embarked on 4 month drought 

You're not gunna forgive someone the next day 
The next week or even the next month 
But I have questions that need answers 
This feels like an ongoing hunt
If I hurt you just say so
And just quit playing with my heart like its some play dough 
But you wanna play dumb
Make up rumors and bring guns
You don't wanna be near me that's fine
But I'm not gunna run
Walking near you everyday ain't  fun
How long will you hold this grudge 
I shoulda squirted with the mayo pump
Or covered your car in caramel and hot fudge 
I just wanted to talk 
I just wanted to clear the dust
But you obviously don't forgive easily 
Do you know what this silence does

You'll forgive me and I'll be long gone 
Don't have Motley message me
And don't go callin John 
You'll be back
You'll be back 
Me and John are calling that
I'll be filling up people's  prescriptions
And you'll still be making Big Macs
What are you forgiving me for anyway 
For getting to know you and taking the chance 
While you spill your insecurities out about your eyes and tight pants
Are you forgiving me for making think outside the box and laugh
You telling me they was taking forever to remodel your bathroom
And you had to go over your sisters house and take a bath 
Was i
But that doesn't justify the petty lies
Do you know how many times I blamed myself 
Do you know how many times i curled up and cried
I never said I ddnt care about you
But I realized that I have to move on and accept the end 
I just wanna talk to carry on 
At this point I don't wanna be your friend
 I just wanna be cordial and have nothing to do with you
Searching for forgiveness 
You act this is an episode of Blue Clues
And I'm tired of searching for the clues of the real you 
I rather search for Steve and Magenta 
It's just started off as a big misunderstanding 
Now 4 months later we have a dilemma

I'm tired of guessing 
And hurting
Since I can't talk to you
My tears have to be my spokesperson 
Tears talk to
But you might not like what they have to say
Cause they'll be talking about you 

Every single morning 
I repair my heart with glue and tape
You violated my and soul
Much worse than  molestation and rape
I try to be strong 
My apron is my personal cape
I've been poise and patient 
Optimistic that this talk will be worth the wait
But with the wait my heart gains weight 
And then my heart gets heavy
You get indirect and do petty 
You have the best ways of making someone feel like nothing
To you I'm Ugly Betty
To you I'm target practice 
For your brand new machete
To you I'm poop
And to keep myself from being tempted
I regress and regroup
And I remember my purpose 
My time is now
I have no time to be nervous
Over 20 years you've obviously did this before
I replay the time of events in my head
I would go back to September 4
I wish I could forget September 5th 
Tears coming down like clear mist 
You forgive and forget 
But I'll never forget this 
This is all a lesson learned 
Me and my love will tell our daughter 
How an imposter
Tried to perceive me as a monster 
Would she do this to her own daughter 
Or maybe she just signaled me
Cause I was different from the others
She's just letting out unresolved anger 
From growing up with 2 brothers 
I can't bear the blame 
This scenario has played its course
I've been the walking dead 
Since September 4th
Or maybe it was before that 
It doesn't matter now
It'll be like beating a dead horse
Yelling at you will do nothing 
It'll just leave me jobless and hoarse
I struggle to be near you 
I know you struggle to live 
 Cause if I feel the way I do as the victim 
Then It must be hard for you to live

Don't come back 
Don't come back
My heart you broke that
And in the beginning all I wanted to do is chat 
You kicked me outta your life
Left me looking dumb at the door mat
You would snarl at me when I was ringing the bell and knocking 
So just walking away was kinda my only option
BevelynKaye said you need some coal in your stocking
Pieces of my broken heart I got stuck sweeping and moppin
From this situation I've cried, I've tried; heart died, matured, grew
When I'm gone I know for sure you'll miss me
Picking on me
Will I miss you...
But the real question is 
Should I forgive you 

Copyright © Johnny Williams | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Feels Like Another Sleepless Night

Verse 1:
I should've been careful what I wished for 
I know there's bound to be another open door
Of many opportunities
That could replace my nightmarish memories 
Not everything is black and white, you see?
I wake up with no one by my side...can't you see that I'm not riding the waves of ecstasy?

I was the one that you adore
You were the one that I adore
Feels like my life is wasting away
Feels like another miserable day
Without you 
To carry me through the night
Without you
Giving me the wings of flight 
Oh oh ooh oooooh

I should've be careful what I wished for
What I wished for
My wish was to stay with you for the rest of my life
I ran out of luck and I ran for my life...all my life...
I ran for my precious life...
Away from the insidious strife 
My heart is constantly keeps on hesitating...
I'm scared to death because you don't love me enough 
My mind's happy state is fading...fading...
I'm not prepared for another day to pretend to act tough 

You walked away and slammed the door
You walked away and said no more...
My heart pounds with pitiful pain and more 
My heart is bleeding out because it's sore...
Ever since you left me in the dust,
I'm the penny that's reduced to rust
You took away sweet sleep from my eyes...
Feels like another sleepless night filled with truths and lies...

Verse 2:
Feeling myself fall apart all because of the heartless things you've said to me 
Feeling myself scorch into flames all because you laughed at me as if I'm the one gone crazy
Am I crazy for being the way I am?
Am I crazy for being a gullible lamb?
I should've be careful what I wished for
What I wished for
My wish was to stay with you for the rest of my life
I ran out of luck and I ran for my life...all my life...
I ran for my precious life...
Away from the insidious strife 
Oh oh ohh ooooh
I'm scared to death
I'm scared out of my wits...I'm out of breath...
I'm not prepared for another day to pretend to act tough
I guess my way of expressing love wasn't enough 
Oh ohh ohh oooooh 


Verse 3:
I was the one that you adore
You were the one that I adore
But that changed in a blank of an eye
All along, I was living a cruel, unforgiving lie

I won't let myself down by letting you win this round...I will keep fighting until I feel like I'm done
I shall not wear a frown; instead, I should smile away the grief
You fled away in deep dismay, knowing you and I won't work out in the long run 
I shall not lose hope right now, for God will give me plenty of relief
Oh so much relief...
Possibly, he can drown away the negativity 
He can feed me desirable positivity instantly 


I'm wide awake and I don't know why...
Dying to understand the reason why
Feels like another sleepless night 
I'm praying for the sake of healing my heartache...
Trying to will the pain away
My life is close at stake
Without anyone to embrace...
Come on, someone hit the brake
I'm breaking into pieces, knowing that I'm left without a trace
I'm left without a trace
Reflect my tiresome, grief-stricken face
Wishing for His grace and love to shower me down just in case

Now, I'm being careful with what I wish for
My last wish is to find that special someone in store
I will never regret, telling You what I wish for
Unfortunately, it feels like another sleepless night
I will probably regret, losing sleep over the one I did adore 
Luckily, my beloved Father will lead me with His vibrant, everything's black and white

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015

Long poem by bahram sediqi | Details |

tell my blond dream

i dont know who is she i dont know where is she from i dont know what is she doing i dont know where is she leaving but if you saw her please tell her:
youre hair remind me of sunshine*you are perfect but its just fine                                      you are the shimmer of coldest night*date palms feel jealous of your height
the ocean of your eyes is so deep*the color of red roses is a lone from your lips
if being with you is not fair*hang me with a peace of your hair                                             hoping to reach you make me smile*the best wishes for you and your regrets are mine
hoping to reach you make me over come my fears* tell her that her holy voice is like music to my ears
just imagining that you are here*makes my eyes the river of tears                                  tell her that her love is like flood*without her love i prefer to get sink in my blood
tell her that her love had filled my vessels*without her i prefer to cut this vessels                          tell her that i dream about her every night*tell her that her love makes me fly on night
the heat of her breath is burning my soul*her love wont let me sleep like a night owl                 
what if getting sink the ocean of her eyes is crime?i will burn in fire till the end of time                if reaching her is so cruel*i will dream about her like a fool
her eyes are like ocean not like a pool*i will try to reach her till my lifes glass become full           if one day i reach her oasis*i will over come my crisis
this world has always made me screw*theres lots of problems i cant pass through                i dont want to know that is my dream is false or true*just tell me will my tall blond dream come true
the reason i dont speak is not shiness*if i approach her i will break my silence           if she reach my heart walls*the walls of my castle falls
tell her that her love had destroyed my resistance* tell her that without her i dont want this existance           
how can i make my self satisfied with some drink*when her love made my heart to shrink             without her i cant sing i cant dance i cant think*if you know her please tell me some thing
shes the only flower of the spring*tell her that my tears are like a spring                   im asking her from fortune to bring*these rose gardens are her foot print
i can hear her name from canary that sings*im asking fortune to bring her to my ring                my only dream has blue eyes*with my dream even hell is nice
oceans feel jealous of her eyes*if sun see her hair it wont rise               words are not enough to explain her so they lies*shes price less but treasures have price
shes greater than black holes and hawkings explanation*she had destroyed the borders of my imagination
tell her that my heart is empty of temptation*its filled with best dreams and sensation             
 you are not lovely you are the meaning of love the perfection*if this whole world is ugly you are the only exception
you are the perfectness you are the heat of the fire*the ocean of your eyes had filled my heart with desire
my heart is burnt with your fire*so the ocean of your eyes should be admired           if i said your the highest it can be im a lier*cause you are a million time higher
tell her that me and the night are both lonely*cause shes the best shes the one shes the only    tell her that the beauty of her eye brow*is a million time more than rainbow  
the wind in her hair has perfect smell*the smell that is alot more than i can tell

Copyright © bahram sediqi | Year Posted 2014

Long poem by Robert Candler | Details |

Circle of Life - A Pet Story

It seems like just the other day
Our pup, Shadrack, did pass away;
And altho’ they never seemed like friends,
My old cat, Jorg, knew Shad had met
   his untimely end.

He mourned his loss every day
And looked for Shadrack everywhere.
He’d mew and moan as if to say,
“We were friends.  I do care.”

Then one night, an eerie howl
Awoke me from my sleep.
He’d found Shad’s toys and left no doubt
That his feelings did run deep.

So our tedious search began
To find another likely pup;
But while my poor wife still grieved,
Could another measure up?

We went to Second Chance and Free to Live.
She just could not make up her mind.
She loved them all; but, if she picked just one,
The rest would have to stay behind.

Then, quite by chance, there was a “pound pup”
Who’d been picked up from the streets.
He was a mutt, a “schnauza-pug”;
But he was awfully sweet.

He jumped up and kissed her frantically.
He seemed aware of his “iffy” situation.
He made the best of his opportunity.
Tears of joy told her elation.

“This is the one”, she smiled through tears,
As she held him... oh, so tight.
“I’m sure that Jorg will like him too.
Everything will be alright”.

And so it was, until one day
When old Jorg did pass away…

There was no hesitation on this sad occasion;
Come Saturday morning, we went straight 
   to the pound,
Open minded and hoping to be “saviors”,
Surely a nice cat was to be found.

“Sadly”, the lady said,” three kitties have only today.
There’s Andre and Panda and another one too”.
My wife smiled and said, “Jorg was your boy.  You pick.
They’re both beautiful cats.  It’s up to you”.

As I pondered this commitment
Another cat, a young one, caught my eye.
Like Jorg, he was a common gray tabby.
Fond memories were stirred.  I almost cried.

On closer look, his name was Boris;
And, strangely, he was number three.
There was a small sign on his crate,
“I don’t like other cats and other cats don’t like me”.

But there was character in his eyes and he was cute.
He was rolling and purring and stretching.
He seemed to look deep into my heart
And did his best to be quite fetching.

But because he was just a common gray tabby,
And because of the little sign,
His chances were slim, his future quite dim
And one day is precious little time.

For a moment I was lost in his eyes
And I heard his desperate plea, 
“I’m a swell cat and litter box trained.
Take me.  Please, take me”.

“Well”, my wife urged, “is it Andre or Panda”?
“One of us will take the other kitty.”, two older ladies chimed.
“You can each have one ladies”, I said with a smile.
I want Boris and he wants to be mine”.

In just hours he was romping and rolling with Pepper,
Who had happily welcomed his new friend.
Boris was a perfect fit, an affirmation;
The Circle of Life never ends.

Much more Joy than Sadness in this Circle,
And there should never be regrets.
Honor their memories and all the love they share,
Never break the Circle, never be without a Pet.

Copyright © Robert Candler | Year Posted 2014

Long poem by Anna Lo | Details |


? ...GONE... ?

I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt
To lose someone you never really had,
Days can be tough and at times cruel
To much for one to bear alone..

I was hoping that you would say
If I feel that I can't hold on any longer,
You'll take my hand and we'll go through it until together.
When the time comes, that if I can't stand on my own again
And I won't need you anymore, I will let go.
I will let go, if that would make you happy..

If you're lonely and your heart feels empty, 
Just tell me and I will step inside.
But if One Day, you'll be needing that space for someone else
Don't worry and gladly I will give in my space..

Like in a painful, sad love story
It's amazing how easily to fall inlove with someone,
Who simply smiles, talks or stare at you
The only hard thing to do is to make that person fall for you.
They say that time heals all wounds, but all it's done so far
is give me more time to think about how much I miss You..

Okay, so maybe time heals most wounds, right?
Then why does it feel like it?
The wound is getting bigger and bigger every second.
Maybe Love is just a beautiful dream, and then we wake up..

Just as they always say when somebody leaves
When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness,
Instead keep your head up high and gaze for the stars.
For that is where broken hearts have been sent to heal..

What is the opposite of Two?..
...A lonely me, A lonely You...

They say relationships are like glass 
That sometimes it's better to leave them broken
Than risk hurting oneself in trying to put it back together.

Lost in my heart, lost in my mind, I'm lost in your eyes
Entire days, weeks, months, ...a blur...
Flickers of light in the darkness 
Only to be enveloped in shadow once more.
And yet within the shadows of pain
Might be the faint flicker of love once fel,t
And that could make all the darkness worthwhile
Because a single "I Love You"
Is worth more than a thousand goodbyes..

I'm tired my Beloved.. 
of chafing my heart against the want of you,
Of squeezing into little inkdrops and writing it.
Ask me why I keep on loving you
When it's clear that you don't feel the same way for me.
The problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me
I can't force myself to stop loving you..

So I tell myself sometimes..
'Count the gardens by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall.
Count your life with smiles and not with tears that roll." ..

Though sometimes, these tears say all there is to say
And the scars don't ever fade away,
I am thankful that for a moment
I once met You, I once felt you look my way.
I once felt You within me, in my heart and mind
I once was happy and alive with You
I once Loved you and still Loving You... xoxo

P.S ..KYHYCYILY.. always.. ? ? ?

(re-edited letter)

Copyright © Anna Lo | Year Posted 2012

Long poem by J. W. Earnings | Details |

Chilled to the Bone

Shivering with fear,
I want to be in someone else’s skin
Chilled to the bone,
Nameless remorse whips me from deep within
From deep within,
This pain drips on like acid rain
Deep down inside, the sin
Scorches me aflame 
Can’t help, but be driven insane

Chilled to the bone
By the gloomy atmosphere
Why are you gone? I’m all alone…
Devouring despised fear…
Chilled to the bone
Afraid to let go…
Weighed down by gravity…I groan
I won’t go with the flow

Shivering with fear,
I want to be in someone else’s skin
Chilled to the bone,
Nameless remorse whips me from deep within
From deep within,
This pain drips on like acid rain
Deep down inside, the sin
Scorches me aflame
Can’t help, but be driven insane

I’m sorry that I’ve let you down
You can’t save me from my demise
Nothing can change what has happened,
But you change my future
I’ve tried too hard and this childlike joy – I can’t discard!
Feeling like I’ve wasted my time
Why am I a depressed bard?
Have a committed a terrible crime?

Shivering with fear,
I want to be in someone else’s skin
Chilled to the bone,
Nameless remorse whips me from deep within
From deep within,
This pain drips on like acid rain
Deep down inside, the sin
Scorches me aflame 
It’ll always be that same burn
As the oceans collide and churn
Feeling this shame without a name
Mistreated by your own shame
I should refrain from gettin’ driven insane 
Chilled to the bone, 
I just want you to leave me alone for a time
Walking on my own,
I found out that love never lasts – 
It’s a forgotten line,
Sick of trying to rhyme…rhyme…

Chilled to the bone
By the fear of losing you (I hope that fear doesn’t draw near)
Why are you gone? 
Have I ran out of time?
Biting my fingers, hoping the boat will steer,
Undamaged with capacity…
Hopefully, we’ll arrive in one piece – 
That’s my only plea!

I swear I’ll be okay
If the clouds don't turn gray today in May
I won't be feeling gay...
Not that anyone cares I feel that way
If you left me out of the blue...I wouldn't know what to say
I'll be depressed all day, but hey
That's reality...I need to get real,
For my heart is made out of the finest, strongest steel 
I won't make it a big deal!
I'll forgive the past and forget about it for a change
For, it's about time we rearrange 

Please don’t forget about me easily this fine day
I promise I’ll be happy child on God…dancing merrily
I thought you belonged with me, 
But our relationship only lasted for a while, baby
Oh Lord! I wish you’d give us peace!

Give me a piece of what you got
Chilled to the bone, don’t leave me to rot!

Copyright © J. W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014

Long poem by Poet M.e. | Details |

Miracle on 44th Street

Lyrical On 44th Street

The argument started at the table
He was too soft,
 too timid to quote Gable
She said ,"Your dreams aren't keeping the lights on.
If I see you writing again, your son and I will be gone."
He said, "I been writing this book for ten years.
 I  got a letter from the mayor. I won a certificate."
She said, "It's just paper. We can't eat it. It aint worth shit!
   For six years you haven't been a father at all.
You got a son who can't even catch a damn ball.
You're worth a nickel as a husband.
As a father, not even a dime.
Where's a boy going in this world
Writing stories and rhymes?"
   She tossed his unfinished poems on the kitchen floor
His bound manuscripts out the back door.
She said, "Horace, I'm warning you.
Get this work out the trash
You'll find a wedding ring in there too."
   For three days those dreams festered in that trash
Covered with Pasta, cooking oil, Marinara sauce
Everything he had ever written was lost.
 He watched the Sunny Hills Sanitation Company
Turn down 34th street and make a left at the corner.
One last time he tried to warn her.
He could barely hide his tears with his hands.
She said, "Now you can grow up and be a man."
  Then that truck turned left on 35th street
Then it turned right
And just like those dreams, it disappeared from sight
     Twenty years later
He sat in the Sunny Hills Convalescent home
Sick, lonely, old and alone
He couldn't even hold a pen
Or dial numbers on a phone
    He had forgotten nearly every simile
Every rhyme and every metaphor.
And every few weeks the Reaper
Carried one of his friends out that door.
   And though he couldn't remember
 His favorite color or baseball team
The one thing he couldn't forget
Were those lyrical dreams.
In the dining room of the hospital he had a guest.
It took two nurses to get the feeble man dressed.
A nurse said, Mr. Horace, this is your son.
Twice he had to be reminded that he had one.
He tried to reply, but his words failed.
  The young man said, "Dad, I have a writing degree.
I graduated with honors, from Yale.
But what the old man didn't know
Happened late in the night
Twenty years ago.
A young child
Went into that garbage can
Sorted through the pasta, salad, and uneaten bones.
And made those lyrical dreams his own.
And now those dreams live on.
                                                     -Michael Ellis

Copyright © Poet M.e. | Year Posted 2016

Long poem by Nileisha Giselle Deliz Diana | Details |

Nicholas, Sophie, and Paris

Nicholas and Sophie were in Paris
Under the big city lights
The crowd that passed by so quickly
But they are left in a time in which stood still

Nicholas had a great admiration for Sophie
And Sophie knew the great heart of Nicholas

But suddenly on one night
A small hint of sadness was upon Sophie

Nicholas grabbed her hands and asked...

"Why are you sad now, when you used to be happy?"

Being fixed upon the eyes of Nicholas
Sophie's heart was pounding
It's not known if it was the feeling of admiration
Or if maybe it was the feeling of love...

"There are hopes for happiness dream
But even with confidence...
You never have something for sure"

These were the thoughts of Sophie

So thoughtful of the way she is
So thoughtful of the way she feels
So thoughtful of the way she lives
Just like the bright lights of Paris

Holding his hands, Sophie said...

"Nicholas, I love you and you are a very good person
But... If you value your own life and your happiness
You will have me forever in my heart"

Nicholas's life is always full of challenges
Challenges in which always changes his destiny

And that is what it is... honor...

The honor is Nicholas's life
The honor of Nicholas is his only belief

But the mysterious magic of Sophie
It is the one that marked deeply into the life of Nicholas

No only it will be marked in his life
But even in death and eternity

Setting deep into her eyes, Nicholas said...

"Sophie, I will always have you in my heart
But your heart belongs to Paris
If I have to wait for your love... then I will wait for you forever"

With a gentle caress to Sophie
He knows what he really needs to be done
Nicholas took his hand with hers
And with his soft lips touched her skin

The kiss from Nicholas to the hand of Sophie
It means Sophie's happiness with Paris

But also...

It's like a seal of confidence
For the hand of Nicholas along with Sophie
It was taken to the chest, close to the heart of Nicholas

It's like a sacred promise
In which God is the only witness

Witness of their destiny...
Witness of their unity...
And witness through a city of angelic lights

Yes, Paris will always be the heart of lights
And the heart of Sophie are like its diamond lights

Sophie dropped a silent tear
Nicholas saw her tears without words
But just like the stillness of time...

Nicholas gently kissed Sophie on the forehead
Hoping it will not be the last goodbye
And prayed silently to God
That Paris will now protect his beloved Sophie

Copyright © Nileisha Giselle Deliz Diana | Year Posted 2015

Long poem by kasim ishmael | Details |

The love of your life

 The days that we have spend with each other
 Has instilled a new life inside of me
 I was never someone to surrender my feelings
 So the way I feel now is still a mystery

 With your smile and compassionate ways
 Have made me fall helplessly in love with you
 You alone have made my life worth living
 like a miracle of a dream coming true

 You’re the first thought that comes to my mind
 When i awake each and every morning 
 And when I call and hear your voice
 I pinch my self to see if I’m dreaming

 Wish I can spend every living second with you
 I have never felt like this before
 I don’t know what it is that you have done
 But every day I love you more and more

 You entered my life like a candle in the dark
 And shine your love on me so bright 
 And you completely stole my heart
 Like if you were a thief in the night

 Went you meet the love of your live
 You know right away that’s the one
 For them you’ll take an arrow in the heart
 Even stand in front the bullet of a gun

 And you know deep down in your soul
 That you will do anything to be with them
 And you longed to be hold in their arms
 trembling with emotions like a flowers on a stem

 Your very existence is base around them
 And you do everything with them on your mind
 You eat, sleep, shower, and go to work 
 They are with you all of the time

 And if they ever had pain and sorrow in their life
 You want to do anything to take it away
 And you will love them till the day you die
 For they are your morning ,noon, night and day

 And if any thing should ever happen to them
 And god takes them from this world
 You know your life will not go on
 You have to be bury with them in the hole

 She is the love of my life
 I love her deep down in my heart and soul
 The blood that flows thru my veins
 She is my love, my life, my whole world

 Will be by her side thru sickness and health
 Hold her close and kiss her head
 Tuck her under the sheets
 Take her warn milk and cookies in bed

 And I will make her breakfast every morning
 Cook all the Trinidad dishes for her to try
 And if a tear drop should fall from her eyes
 It’s because of the joy she feels inside

 The thought of us sharing the bond of marriage
 Right now is just all in my imagination
 But I know one day it will all come true
 And we will be dancing at our reception

 And it’s killing me being so far from you
 but one day i will get on a plane 
 And run straight in your arms
 And I will never be lonely again

Copyright © kasim ishmael | Year Posted 2013

Long poem by Aaron Vialpando | Details |

Stanco delle tue scuse

When we first met I thought you were the one.
We were close together during that trip to the mountain. 
Every activity we were together.
By the bonfire we sat together
To me you were young and pretty plus much different than the rest.
I wanted to hang out after the trip, and you agreed.
You said that you were the last of your line.
During the end of the semester I asked you out to lunch and you said it was going to be hectic for two weeks.
I understood because my next six weeks would also be hectic.
Your tags and posts revealed a different nature.
To me I did not care but was rather curious.
I wondered if I should have said anything then.
Would it have made a difference.

When i traveled from Georgia to Amsterdam i did not hear your voice.
In Barcelona I did not hear your voice or see a text.
In France I did see a text about hanging out with you and another friend when I came back.
I agreed but it never happened.

Coming back to the states i had hoped that you would have been with my family waiting at the terminal.
Wishful thinking, you were not there.
I flew to my home state.
Never a word from you.
The night I was back in Colorado and having dinner in Springs, you sent a message.
It was troubling and made me concern for YOU
I actually cared for you!!!

Seeing you at my house and speaking about your new job was a delight.
Although I just wanted to see you.
You had scheduled lunch previously but now you rescheduled it with an excuse.
Stood up#2 checked.
Another rescheduled and stood up#3 checked.
Plans for lunch during semester 
Stood up#4 checked.
No matter what happened it still counts.
A lesson should have been learned but the heart was understanding and gave another chance.
You know part of my story and I know yours.
A friend tried to destroy us from one another.
From my circle she was banished.
My heart has always thought about you..
Never treat the Virgo wrong.

Your current status has changed from lameness to single and now to who knows.
In front of my good friend Mic you said “I don’t want to blow you off, see ya at tow in the library.”
Since, two all the way to 239 you rescheduled.
Waiting for you nearly an hour, meh.
Did you see me leave and then call?
I had to go to work and collect my stuff from the lab. Regardless of why you were late. It is still unbecoming of you. I wanted to believe that you could change.
Stood up#5 checked. You may be sorry as you stated. 
A Little too late honey.

#6 is withheld by the author.

Copyright © Aaron Vialpando | Year Posted 2015

Long Poems