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Forsaken

it's forbidden for me to love yet thoughts light on me like a dove with hell fire beaconing me to fly away yet my soul welcomes sweet ideals to stay don't go away; stay in my arms sway to songs written so long ago but ancient ears listen and spread rumors to eyes that glisten how hungry are those that wait who's hearts become filled with hate and malice intended for the sake of hate that causes worlds to shake and feet to slip into fiery lake dragged down by those forsaken those from whom love was taken they open our mouths and feed us hate the sweetness of love has left the bitterest taste true repentance reveals our mistake safety of life and sanity at stake from whom love may requires our life take

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 12/27/2010 8:33:00 AM

Wow! John, I wish it was forsaken for me to love,, But, here I am all tangled up in sweet hate .. Enjoyed your poem,, its love and hate that makes the love go round and round,,,p.d.

Robin L. Gass

Date: 1/23/2009 4:45:00 PM

I really like this John. Parts of it read like a song for me. Too much hate in the world and how many times in our lives are we touched by the many forms it takes especially when t stands in the way of love. Love, Robin

Karen Feist

Date: 9/7/2008 10:17:00 AM

I started to comment on this and got distracted, and lost what i wrote. I have to get outside now to spend quality time with my children (the plants, birds, watering can, banana boat suntan oil, and my camera and sketch book). By the time I get to the back door i'm lucky if the sun is still shining. All the football games are starting. I can't let that distract me.... Have a wonderful day, John love, karen f.

John Tanaskow

Date: 9/6/2008 9:26:00 AM

no i didn't hi the ground. but close to.

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 9/1/2008 6:59:00 PM

Missed reading some of these I guess I had better get reading. Yes life can be bittersweet and we can feel your passion in this poem. Excellent. God Bless Phyl

Deneen White

Date: 9/1/2008 1:20:00 PM

hi John missed you, this write is filled with hungry pain and regret, I feel the passion and strength, heart-wrenching write, take care D-nyce

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 9/1/2008 5:04:00 AM

Hey there, John! Yes, so many things in life are bittersweet, you have captured this feeling well in verse, well done, love Kristin

Derrick Burton

Date: 8/31/2008 6:01:00 PM

beautiful poem and I really how you through words in experimenting with new ways of laying out poetry. great poem