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PUNISHING LIES

About: This poem was actually written a few days ago. Earlier this month and last month, a grew a bit of anger in me. This anger was forged and created by the people around me. And, so because of how I angry I was the best way I dealt with it. Was, by writing through poetry.



ATTENTION:This poem was originally posted on the websites:
wattpad.com    and     forums.familyfriendpoems.com 
by the author, using the username: ricoelhady.


Grieve,
is the only word I hear,
when the clock stops ticking,
hitting and banging while,
my heart  keeps skipping,
every beat of my life,
and every breathe ever used

I forget about the days,
when the light shines through the graves,
of yesterday,
the petals of love, 
went flying through the sky,
scenting the harmony,
that was once forged in our hearts,

Through every second passing,
when I glance at your eyes,
I see nothing but the hate,
you flow to me,
the hate left for me,

Crazy as it seems,
your love means more to me,
than the falling sky,
of yesterday,

What ever have I done,
to let you think of me wrong,
I gave in all my love,
my hope for a life,
just to be with you,
but it craddles me wrong

The days that I stood,
glaring at you,
made me feel,
the world was tight in a bubble,
and nothing was ever wrong,

But the facts, and the lies, and states that you cried,
made me believe you,
even though,
your stature was pure to see,
but your flaw blinded me,

Never again,
will I see,
the kinds of you,
cuz I know now,
what it feels to be blessed,
with a mind like yours,

Torture and abundance,
dives deep into your heart,
the screaming and the lies,
that you penetrated through,
makes no difference of you,

Like you,
you made me feel so free,
but then you trapped me,
like birds in cages,

Creating nothing,
but the fear you deserve,
the anger I felt,
the anger I kept

But, now,
the shed of tears,
that I allowed to flow,
dries so harsh,
that rivers have flown

My heart full of blood,
pumped out no more,
never ever,
will I breathe your name,
no more

Your life,
your name,
your beauty,
and your voice,
means no more,
than the grave you belong

Hush and quite,
were you,
as a demon,
live so far,
in red and hot flames,
of God's belly
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