Robert Lindley Poet Sonnet

Love, Betrayal and Dirty Dishes

Love, Betrayal and Dirty Dishes

I ate from your welcoming glitter plate
touches easing my restless soul.
Desperate, in love praying, not too late
never saw two eyes black as coal.

There were sweet drugs in your soft words
and dancing steps in your walk.
I flew with you, flew with soaring birds
heaven closer each time we talk.

Now, I hang my sad head in deepest shame
as friends point out how you used.
Seeing contempt at how you played the game
that left me so miserable and bruised.

Now your dirty plate sits in a closet still.
Force myself, to lock it there against my will!

Robert J. Lindley , 09-26 -2015

Note- Sonnet on deep betrayal and blindness that
love brings. 
Based on a sad reality for me many decades ago..

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

John Lawless September 28, 2015 at 3:55 PM A very painful look into the devastation of drug addiction and its subtle corrosion of all it touches. Robert Lindley September 28, 2015 at 10:41 PM So true. It cost me my first wife, my first great and deep love. And only she had the ability to defeat it.. I could not do it for her! I tried--just about everything- no dice. Destruction had its way..

Eileen Manassian September 27, 2015 at 1:59 AM So well worded. I'm so sorry you got hurt this way, my dear. Can you please check your soupmail? Thanks Robert Lindley September 27, 2015 at 5:05 PM Thanks my friend. That was based upon events many decades ago. My life and family now are blessings being gifted daily.