Regrets

love is so hard to requite
when sin has killed desire
where there was once a desprite need
now the smoke of an extinguished fire
the empire where there was a throne
that sparkled with streets of gold
crumbled into disrepair
a slum of dry rot, mildew and mold
love was an idol truely a god to behold
a million promises to ones self
over and over told
dilusions of grandure 
and hopes that lured the way
a blindness created 
that explained iniquities away
an unselfish giving as love would endure
a life style of living 
with a dream soundly secured
writen in stone this thing so pure 
proteceted by my love so sure
until that day... until that day
yet i have never stoped loving you
with all my power
i cannot pause my affection 
for one single hour
mine is to suffer endlessly
and to never forget your name
from this day forward 
I'll always feel the same
i'll always take you back 
no matter what you do
it's a given fact
that i'll always love you
no matter what you are to me
you'll always have my heart
no matter what you do to me 
you'll always own a part
so with this wounded heart
i still give my life to you
with a foolish heart
i swear my love to you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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July 15, 2015 at 4:13 PM
enjoyed your write John,Luv p.d.
Puddifoot Avatar
September 24, 2012 at 4:23 PM
love makes fools of us all
Kendrick Avatar
September 24, 2012 at 10:39 AM
Been missing you...Sara
Babcock Avatar
September 24, 2012 at 10:01 AM
You show so much emotion in this poem John. I think we all have regrets at one time or another and then go forward with life but we always have the memories. soup mail
Mclaughlin Avatar
September 21, 2012 at 6:07 PM
Beautiful honest ink such emotion x Dawn
Horsman Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 3:30 PM
such emotion John, the title and the poem, are awesome..
Kendrick Avatar
September 17, 2012 at 8:35 AM
John, I truly enjoyed reading this one..Does there come a time when love dies? I just wonder..One can be wounded over and over by someone that they love but with time that love springs back to life..Enjoyed reading..Thanks for stopping by..I said hello to the Atlantic..She was whipping a fairly high surf..Sara
Kendrick Avatar
September 15, 2012 at 9:13 AM
Hey John..Will read this afternoon..Sara
Sweetheart Avatar
September 14, 2012 at 10:13 PM
grand emotional feelings on love John .. and I hope u read my entry A Breath of Love to Stand On .. for love is everything in this life ..
Wellington Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 10:12 PM
John, this is such a lovely poem...love is indeed strong, even when it has mildew and mold all over it...hope all is well for you. Thanks for visiting. One love my friend! Joy Wells
Ruiz Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 8:10 PM
Relatable. I am going through some strangely similar struggles. I wish you well.
Babcock Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 4:13 PM
Love given freely is never foolish and you have a warm and caring heart. love phyl
Macfarlane Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 8:20 AM
Very heartfelt and moving John....we all have regrets, losing love being the hardest of all! Hugs
Breidenthal Avatar
September 11, 2012 at 11:39 PM
Amazing poem. I agree with all of the comments below. Thanks for stopping by and reading my poetry. Keep up the fantastic work. Always, Laura
Dietrich Avatar
September 10, 2012 at 9:43 PM
YOu have a very poetic soul with poems like this one that I see, john. Very moving poem.
Wesley Avatar
September 10, 2012 at 8:21 PM
So passionately full of remorse, suffering and emotion but still that glimmer of hopeas you come to the end. For some, love is the craziest of all ecstasies and despair we experience. Maybe it doesn't even make sense but it is so hard to be without it I think. Just an amazing write John, can't read it without feeling all you say in this. Luv, Elizabeth
Cunningham Avatar
September 10, 2012 at 4:45 PM
That's Beautiful... Right On!!! TC
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