Chris Green Poet Rhyme

A Room Filled With Sadness

A room filled with sadness 

Standing alone in a room filled with sadness
Photograph smiles in a frame on the shelf
Ashtrays are filled with a death wish still breathing
Lighting another in spite of myself 

A hand full of pills and a glass of Jack Daniels
The tube shows a movie, Bogart and Bacall 
Through heavy eyes, I am still thinking of you
Only the floor there to meet as I fall

When on the door comes a knock unexpected
Shattering plans that I must put on hold
Closing one eye as I look through the peep hole
A shadowy figure is there in the cold

Twisting the lock and then turning the handle
Chilled is the blast that runs into my face
There I find death with his sickle untarnished
Needless to say my sad heart starts to race

“What are you doing, you can’t be that stupid
It’s not your time for this world to depart
Just for some girl who has left you here crying
Wanting to die for a damn broken heart”

I stopped and I thought as I heard this thing speaking
Then shoved my finger inside of its chest
“I’ll do as I please you know not what you’re saying
It’s my time to go and I think it is best”

“God what a loser, oh wait, I meant Satan
Fine, suit your self, we’ve a place you can lie
Swallow those pills but I’ll take that Jack Daniels
I will get thirsty while watching you die”

I thought of us and what I would be leaving
How much it hurt you had found someone new
Then of my heart that was shattered in pieces
The sound of your voice when you shouted, “we’re through”

That you are happy with some other poet
How every scar of my life has now bled
Why would I want to give you satisfaction
Knowing you’d smile when you heard I was dead

Then like a bolt or a light bulb exploding
Came a decision as clear as a bell
I’ll stick around in this room filled with sadness
It’s got to be worse than that place he calls hell


This is one of two poems I have written for John Hamilton’s Lost Love poetry contest, but haven’t decided which I will enter. I will post the other in a little while. : )

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Maria Williams May 14, 2017 at 5:31 AM Chris, I do love this because you know me, I love drama, excitement and wondering which option the poet is going to take ? So glad he settled for the later. It flows beautifully, kept me enthralled from beginning to end. But if you think the other will stand a better chance, go with your gut feeling. A super 7++ for the drama...Maria Chris Green May 15, 2017 at 8:32 AM Thanks Maria, just stepping out of the box a little with this one. Your uplifting comments are always appreciated.

Lenna Walker May 11, 2017 at 6:41 PM Hmm, after reading both twice, I say this one speaks more of broken heart having complete loss of hope with no will to live, then deciding to live out of spite and the other one speaks of a broken heart, wistful sadness and no longer caring about life. Just my opinion, the second one leaves a larger, harsher image of the situation. Both would be excellent entries, tho each is a different style. I certainly can't choose though. Chris Green May 12, 2017 at 8:18 AM Thank you my friend, so very much. Your comment has brought a smile to my face this morning. I am going to go with the other poem. It is more my style I guess, though I did have fun writing this one and making it work out like I wanted. Telling a story in rhyme is not as easy as doing it in free verse, but... I appreciate you taking the time to leave such a nice comment Lenna.

Ilene Bauer May 11, 2017 at 4:51 PM hey chris! i've read both of your poems for this contest and i think i'd go with the other one. this one is more unusual, though, which may count for something in the contest. they're both wonderful poems for the subject but i felt the sadness more in the beach poem. best of luck whichever one you choose - you can't go wrong with either one... Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 5:00 PM Hey there Ilene, thank you so much. I am probably leaning it that direction but I am going to think about it over night and see what I feel in the morning. Your kind thoughts are always a gift to me my friend.

Lisa Ricci May 11, 2017 at 4:41 PM Good Evening Chris. This is very sad for certain. The pain comes through to the reader. The loss is felt and has been met. Your words placed us in the scene. Well done. Best of luck with the contest no matter what your decision. Now I will see your second choice. Have a great night. Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 4:59 PM Thanks Lisa, this one is quite different than what I normally pen, so it seemed fresher to me but you never know. I appreciate your kindness and your point of view my friend.

Charmaine Chircop May 11, 2017 at 2:50 PM Chris...This describe the feeling of a lost love so so well..and the desperation ...too...Love the positive ending..Indeed nothing worse than death...This will be a great entry Chris...but I look forward to read the other one to follow as well. Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 4:13 PM Thank you so very much my sweet friend. Your words to me are encouraging and I will consider this one for the contest. I have now posted the other.

Nette Onclaud May 11, 2017 at 2:43 PM i can't help but be personally engaged in this emotive write , chris... this is absolutely compelling..huggs Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 4:12 PM Thanks so much Nette. It was one of my normal flowery creations, but was fun to write

Tim Smith May 11, 2017 at 2:33 PM Excellent poem my friend...I love to see this side of your poetry Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 4:11 PM Thanks so very much my friend. I appreciate your support and encouragement always

Jan Allison May 11, 2017 at 2:06 PM Wow Chris what a story you tell glad the ending wasn't as drastic as I thought at the beginning:-) looking forward to poem 2:-) hugs Jan xx Chris Green May 11, 2017 at 2:12 PM Thanks Jan. I posted this one first because it is not the style of poem expected from me, the other is more me. I figured I'd shock everyone first and then calm them down later. :)