John Loving Iii Poet Dramatic Verse

Guilty As Charged

Sometimes men need forgiving
When they don't know how to ask
Words really are unmintionable
If painfull the recent past
A womans heart is fragile
When given to the man she loves
She knows she can't take it back
But only be scorned by love

Hear her silence roaring
Like a lioness looking for cubs
See her eye's exploring
The soul of the one she loves
Feel her motionless body
When seeking the littlest kiss
Her memory totally empty
Of any shared bliss

How can I fix this
How can I fix this
How can I fix this!

I'm on my bended knees
I would do most anything
If I could only please
The thing that once was living
The thing that I once had
Please give it back
It's the only thing that matters
The thing that I lack

I can love unselfishly
And you would be my queen
Remember what I am to you
And wipe the record clean
I won't stray beyond your reach
And we shall be as one
Perhapes to bring us closer
This awful thing was done

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Phyllis Babcock January 12, 2013 at 7:03 PM A wonderful write John on life, love and sadness. If only we can take back things said and done but we cannot take back the past and only look to the future. love phyl

Debbie Duncan January 9, 2013 at 11:39 PM This is well said,,,, I don't know what you did,,, sounds kinda like my "life After Love" Thank you for reading my " Touch Of Skin" I haven't got that in years either ;},,,, wish I had it now. You have a great day John ;}

Elizabeth Wesley December 24, 2012 at 11:31 AM Being human is such risky business. Too bad we can't predict the future and redo the past. Luv, Lizzie

Jessica K December 12, 2012 at 2:02 PM Wonderful John. It's a piece of art woven together by sadness, yet there is still a glimer of hope

Charlotte Puddifoot December 11, 2012 at 5:26 AM are you trying to attract my attention by any chance? I see why...people can be toxic? don't I know it, and one is as bad as the other...

Harry Horsman December 10, 2012 at 3:25 PM very sad john, but an excellent poem..

Jack Horne December 9, 2012 at 7:32 AM you never know what you have till you lose it

Sara Kendrick December 8, 2012 at 1:07 PM Interesting work..Wonder what that man did that he needs to be forgiven?...Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Thanks for stoppiing by...Sara

The Fringe December 7, 2012 at 5:10 PM Good write, thanks for your kind words on my writing

Anne-Lise Andresen December 7, 2012 at 3:06 PM What can I say .... (if this is a true type) ..... "good luck" - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

Cindy Cayton December 7, 2012 at 1:21 PM heartwrenching... I just stopped by to say hey to frank herrera, and danno, and was pondering your write because of the title. Very well expressed. We are all imperfect, perhaps you should read Dan Kearleys from a couple days ago. I can relate to yours because the love of my life is on this site. Pride is one's own destruction at times. Its sad. Cindy