Sidney Hall Mad Poet Poet Rhyme

What Love's Pain Looks Like

Do you want to see? 
What love’s pain looks like?
Wait, I will hold my heart out
In plain sight

See the wounds that she caused by rejection?
See the holes from the lack of her affection
See the rents caused by my depression
Because of rips from her adulterous confession

The slashes from her harsh words she said
And the bits hacked off from the jealousy in my head
There you can see, I tried to patch it up with tears
Only to sever my hear again with “How can I live without you fear”

Friends tried with consoling words to heal my pain
She just tramples my heart and mashes up my brain

Do you to see 
What love’s pain looks like?
 I hold my heart out
It is attached to a spike

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Dominic Magofna November 10, 2010 at 9:12 PM Brilliant. Are you an artist or a free-thinker? Cuz you've got talent and i see the emotions spread out in front of me like a blanket. Nicely done!

Fabiyas M V November 9, 2010 at 7:42 PM you have painted all aspects of love very beautifully,friend.

Doris Culverhouse November 9, 2010 at 8:39 AM Hey Sid, hang in there....you will get through it!! You will be better than before!

John Rhinem November 7, 2010 at 10:27 AM Smile ~ Keep dipping into the treasures beautiful oils of, "Your Beautiful Soul" my friend; "Silver & Gold" ~ "My Love & Warmth to 'You Always' &, All You Love," John! ~ Smile, "Have A Very 'Blessed & Beautiful' Day 'Dear, Precious Sydney Hall,' Amid The Sanguine Beating Hearts Melodies of, 'Everlastings Beautiful Love;' Bye My Friend!":) ~

John Rhinem November 7, 2010 at 10:18 AM Smile? ~ Very deeply emotional & expressed portrait of loves heart "My 'Dear Precious & Gifted Friend, Sydney Hall!!!'" ~ The pain & pangs of a love lost can be very sorrowful indeed my friend but, All things have their reasons within this life of ours; the Sculptors hands molding these masterpieces of times one day...."Beautifully Bittersweet" ~ I hope that life is treating "Your Pricelessness" better & more warmly this day &, "Thank You" for the com; very kind ~ ....Cont:)

Kim Hilliker November 6, 2010 at 3:07 AM Ooooh, this is so sad..... I'm very sorry for what you're going through if this is somewhat of a bio. You make the reader feel the wretched pain you are enduring. Best wishes to you.

Matthan Atherton November 5, 2010 at 11:34 AM I enjoyed reading your poetry today, very creative and illustrates your deeper feelings. I believe quite a majority of people have been in this place before...You grow from it though. I hope to read more from you soon. -Matthan

Dr.Ram Mehta November 5, 2010 at 8:17 AM Surely, Sydney, wounds of rejection are holes, rents .... effectively you have worded the pangs of love

Wilma Neels November 5, 2010 at 4:25 AM *hugs* I know words wont do the trick now.. love you :) Wilma

Ian Schnitzler November 4, 2010 at 9:05 PM thanks for the comment glad someone else knows how i feel