Vilmos Zoltan Galyo Poet Free verse

Maybe she'll forgive

Maybe she’ll forgive

Destroyed an amazing love a bad behavior, and unacceptable
It was mine, oh my demonic side, why did you create this style?
This negative reaction on the train at that time was my evilest side!

I have also a good part, my whole personality, but selfish that part
Only the second, he protects again love. This is a very bad suffering
Sometimes he drives me, oh my dark back of life. Accept my love!

I am sorry dear, I know you read these lines, understand my mind
Thinking about you always and all the time a bad alcoholic guy
He is a drinker because you trampled his lonely and suffering life

He can not forget you. Only you. Just you. Your face, eyes, and smile
Please, bring me back the time, platform one to four in Watford station
Please give me back my life to save our love, for our endless journey 

On the train
Carriage one
The love car
Our coffin’s love

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Darlene De Beaulieu September 28, 2024 at 12:18 PM Hello Vimos, give her time to heal. She needs to think things out. I sense the love you have for her is strong. Enjo0y your weekend. my frind. /Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu September 28, 2024 at 3:26 PM Hello Vimos, Yes what you had was a poison love. Okay i understand, you had a bad marriage. Your children do not love you!? That i do not understand. In some marriages the husband cheats on their wife. In my case is what happened to me. I am not bitter. I see it as the past , and the past is over. It is said not to live in the past. Because the past is over. A person must live for the presents. Enjoy your weekend. my friend. /Darlene/ Vilmos Zoltan Galyo September 28, 2024 at 3:05 PM Darlene, I have no love anymore, never more But I need, but not, that love is a poison, no love No need, she is cruel, the love is an illusion Created by modern psychology, my lives gone I needed love, but without psychology, with the Bible My family and my children are dead, killers on Psychology Mental poison Life poison Darlene, in our world For the love Have no Existence Love gone