You Selfishly Stole

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As a brisk breeze followed us to the sea we felt rejuvenated, young, and free. And stars lit the heavens in sheer delight smiling on two lovers who owned the night. Together we sent prayers to God above asking Him to bless the fruit of our love. And without trickery or deception we both made love dreaming of conception. When our two souls melded, two became three consisting of you, the baby, and me. But when you felt our child stir in your womb, you shut me out, claiming you need your room. This cruel betrayal was planned ahead, for what once was ours became yours instead. And my broken heart was ground into dust when you insisted love was merely lust. I'll haunt the fringes of your existence hated for my undying persistence. And yet, I will not leave him to your whim for I'm his father; you cannot hide him. I'm drowning in an ocean of despair, you took a part of me and didn't care. And molding the life you selfishly stole, you deny my right to touch his soul. (Rhyme) 6/8/2016

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Line Gauthier

Date: 3/19/2018 10:08:00 PM

Wow, powerful poem. "you deny my right to touch his soul" is such a deep emotive line.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/10/2016 7:56:00 AM

I'm glad to know this isn't your circumstance Emile. You made it feel real.

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/10/2016 10:08:00 AM

Thanks Richard, your comments are most welcome and appreciated. Emile.

John Hamilton

Date: 6/9/2016 9:50:00 AM

You write, and I feel each word. This one is a heart breaker, happens far too often. We always hear about the father who abandons the child but this is a different twist, equally heart wrenching. A7

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/9/2016 10:23:00 AM

Thanks John, I truly appreciate your comments. Emile.

Holly Bohto

Date: 6/8/2016 6:05:00 PM

Writing truth as it is. How it affects you. Baring hard core emotions for everyone to feel. That's therapy of the self.

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/8/2016 7:00:00 PM

Thanks Holly, I appreciate your comments. Emile.

Tom Quigley

Date: 6/8/2016 5:37:00 PM

Ouch. If this is nonfiction--hang tough. You have rights, too. And boys need fathers.

Emile Pinet
Date: 6/8/2016 6:59:00 PM

Thanks Tom, this is fiction for me, but not to the many men out there in the real world that must deal with their pain. Emile.