Dinda Minardi Poet Rhyme

It Is About Time

(Dec 20, 2011)

I’ve learned from those bitter journeys
I’ve walked in fogs of deafen scorns
But what hurt the most come from his,
All of the slapping lies and heartfelt thorns

Days of scary shoutings and nights of haunted dreams
Months of shredded feelings and years of wounded limbs
When will this be over, how would I end this?
Love him still, but love my life more
I’ve saved enough bravery to leave all of his,
The face of regret that always drowns me more

It’s about time to treat him like a crime
Stay distant, owe him no dime
I’ve swollen my fright to take this climb
Just to get here and hear this blissful chime
Why now? 
Well I think it’s about time

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Elizabeth Wesley May 8, 2012 at 7:11 PM How sad Dinda, this can't be you, who would treat such a dear little girl this way? I admit there are some beasts out there and then there are those who seem to wind up with them. Hope all is well now.

Joann Grisetti May 4, 2012 at 10:18 AM Great poems touch something in each reader. This does that so well.

Andrea Dietrich March 3, 2012 at 11:18 PM Dinda, is this true? It feels so real and I feel bad if you have had to endure this kind of thing. Climb out and climb HIGH. Luv, Andrea

Kash Poet February 11, 2012 at 11:07 AM A deep write here ..full of thoughtful words. Enjoyed.where is your old....:)

Michael J. Falotico February 11, 2012 at 9:02 AM Strong deep write my dear Dinda... Your poetrystands out on this Sat. morning in NY... luv n hugs Michael