John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo Poet Rhyme

The Half Heart

Every morning  I wanna  wake to your face.
Empty are the walls.
Bare is my soul for without you this is
just a place.

Head apon pillow deep in slumber without a care.
I curse shadows and lose
myself in the sent of her hair.

I miss you befor you even leave.
The foolish try.
Emotions are not hidden well 
apon the sleave.

She saw the man befor the ghost.
The ship sits out off shore.
As the pain does linger just  off 
the coast.

In hand brings more comfort  than
in heart.
You felt all.
So without warning you did depart.

Every morning  just befor light chases 
night away.
I sit and curse the  reason I could no longer
stay.

Empty as the lost who's life  
sit's in a cart.
To exist is a struggle when your
forever missing 
the other half of your heart.

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Charmaine Chircop May 21, 2009 at 10:42 PM half heart,to exist is a struggle when your forever missing--heartfelt and deep write kid--charma

Carolyn Devonshire May 20, 2009 at 4:51 PM Beautifully written, John. That feeling of missing someone before they even leave is one I know well. You touched something deep in my heart. Love, Carolyn

Jonay Washington May 19, 2009 at 6:52 PM wow i like this one its just lovely =]]TinkBabyy

Julie Loveless May 19, 2009 at 8:48 AM wow john this is an amazing write. Sad, but beautiful at the same time. Love, julie

Charlene Bird May 19, 2009 at 7:52 AM John, A man missing his lady is a hard lump in the throat that won't go down and there is no pill to take to for it. A sad well written piece friend.