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Details | Ballad |
Thinking back on you and I
It doesn’t seem that long
It’s hard for me believing how
The years have come and gone
Everything about you still
So fresh inside my mind
Precious memories locked away
But never left behind
I shared with you my daytimes
But my nights I spent alone
It tore my heart to know your nights
Were not spent on your own
I knew the risks involved
Because you wore a wedding ring
But I never knew the pain for me
That wedding band would bring
For years my heart was frozen
From a love that it once knew
But I knew my heart had melted
When I fell in love with you
With you and I together
So many things were shared
But most importantly
I never said how much I cared
I tried to hide this love from you
Afraid to let you see
Not knowing of the child we’d made
Growing inside of me
I knew I’d never be with you
I never could have stayed, because
We took away this tiny life
That you and I had made
There’s nothing else you could have done
On you I lay no blame
But now my life feels empty
Full of sadness, loss and shame
I would give my all to spend
Another night with you
For you to hold me in your arms
And say you love me too
But if this never happens
Then I want to tell you still
I loved you then, I love you now
I know I always will...


By Raina Hutchins

Copyright © Raina Hutchins | Year Posted 2007




Details | Lyric |
Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 

Copyright © Anthony Scandrick II | Year Posted 2012

Details | Quatrain |
THE LEGEND OF CELINE,  THE  WHITE  LADY


In French Canada  no legend is more tragic than that of Celine, 
A beautiful Quebec maiden who, long  ago, fell in love with Alain. 
He  came galloping by on his white horse,  a handsome young marine -
They wanted marriage and  happily prepared their wedding plan.

They would go to the church  in a horse-drawn  carriage 
They would buy the  tidal watermill near their house by the river 
Next to  Montmorency Falls : a small whitewashed cottage
With garden and daisy flowers;  and he would become the  miller.

But one day Francois was  called to military action in a war terrible-
Every evening, pallid and wan,  she searched by the river  for her lover in vain.
Her beloved lost his life in battle, and Celine's bridal grief was inconsolable. 
“Alain,”  she called, convinced in her heart that they would meet again. 

After a year Celine could stand her  painful  loss no  more - the searching, the calls. 
One ashen moonlit night,  in her immaculate  pearl-blossom wedding  gown
She ran to the river, climbed onto the white horses of the misty Montmorency Falls. 
And disappeared  into mystery, as the swirling  ivory-silver waves swept down.

Calling his name, she slipped into the foamflowers.  Her snowy bride’s dress 
Was transformed into the falls’ watery cascade, and her long wedding-veil floated away
And became  a smaller waterfall nearby,   as she  swooned in the mist’s caress,
Listening  to  the soft loving words  she heard  Alain say.           

On moonlit evenings  the  maiden  in white  is still seen through the misty cloud
Of shimmering water cascading like daisy petals off the falls in their course:     
They say that his name can be heard in the surf and spume  of the torrent loud  
“Alain,  my life-love,  wait for me on your white horse. . . . .”
……………………………

NOTE:   
This is a well-known legend about the tragic love  story of the White Lady of Montmorency
Falls. The waterfalls ( Les Chutes de Montmorency) are located between Quebec City and Ile
d'Orleans, on the St. Lawrence River. These spectacular foamy falls are well worth a
visit.  Their height is 50% greater than Niagara; and the nearby ancient city of Quebec is
unique in North America.

Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011




Details | Lyric |
Momma knows her girl ain't crazy,
Still hearing those wedding vows,
It never ceases to amaze me,
What she's going through even now,
While cryingly she goes on...sharing mommas loving hand,

She's cried a month of Sundays,
Felt the slamming door,
Hoping maybe someday,
Love is evermore,
In the rising and setting suns...of having a good man,

She's been tried by the Devil,
Felt the upperhand,
Been so dissheveled,
Trying to understand,
Now her life must go on...without that wedding band,

She's cried a month of Sundays,
For the man she knew before,
Hoping maybe someway,
Love is evermore,
Now her life must go on making new plans.

She's been walked on a bit,
And still has those crying fits,
O-O-O-O-Oh! Lord!
Even I can read her lips,
Now an ex-wife must be strong, trying to understand,
How her life must go on, without that wedding band,
She has mommas loving hand.

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She's been walked on a bit,
And still has those crying fits,
O-O-O-O-Oh! Lord!
Even I can read her lips!
How an ex-wife must be strong, trying to understand,
How her life must go on, without that wedding band,
She has mommas loving hand.



I wrote this when my sister was going through her divorce.  I have this one on a CD.

Copyright © Lawrence Ingle | Year Posted 2008

Details | Rhyme |
What Does Marriage Mean to YOU?

What all hear various definitions
 of what marriage means.
Not realizing the consequences
 this often brings!

There’s often a lack of commitment and faithfulness.
Many still looking for a true source of happiness!

This institution, that God set up as a husband and wife.
Needs to have his spirit,
 to guide our life!

It’s no wonder why, there’s many falling apart!
It’s causing heartache and many broken hearts!

No court in the land can wash away sin’s dark stain.
When adultery happens, things aren’t the same!

May we all seek to ask God
 to strengthen our home!
He’s there to help us!
 When we feel all alone!

We need the blood of Jesus to daily cleanse us!
He wants to do this!  Because he loves us!

Jesus remains committed, faithful and strong!
His word will teach us what’s right and wrong!

May we seek HIS guidance and council!
You’ll find, that he is always most helpful!

Please Jesus… Heal the broken families
 across this nation!
For only you can provide
 a much needed foundation!

By Jim Pemberton  

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
“I’m sorry for your loss,” you say 
As if those words make it okay
Well it’s NOT okay, I’M NOT OKAY
Nothing will ever be the same!
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t drink
All I can do is think think THINK
About how she’s gone and never coming back
But she can’t be gone; she’s my other half!
How could this happen on our wedding day?
She never had a chance to proclaim
“I do!”
A heart attack at 32
32!
Our life together, an unraveled spool
Gone, before it began – 
Why God, did this have to happen – to me, to us?
How could You take someone I LOVE so much?
Tell me WHY, what was the point -
Why her, why NOW? I’m going crazy 
Trying to figure it out!
She was my world, my life, my reason to live
And You took her, YOU TOOK HER
And left me like this –
With a HOLE 
Like the Grand Canyon 
Inside my soul
Why did You take her and leave me alone? 
Why won’t You answer? I deserve to know!
She was my home, my HOME, and You left me 
A L O N E 
You had to know this would rip me to bits - 
Thanks a lot, for the WORST WEDDING GIFT!!!!


6/27/12
for the "If I Had a Broken Heart" Contest

Copyright © Black Eyed Susan | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
Looking at the first blush of the morning,
I know its the perfect day for a wedding.
The big fat white wedding, the dream,
To which every little girl clings.
 
I tell myself as I watch the clouds turn white,
That this is the happiest day of a woman's life,
And that nothing should come in between,
The perfect bride and her groom.
 
I remember those young moments when I used to dream,
Of how our wedding would seem.
It was just like I had imagined,
A pretty day like today.
 
Slipping into my white dress and stilettos,
I think of the way you had proposed.
The way I had always wished for,
A dazzling ring in sparkling champagne.
 
I switch to happier thoughts from our past,
Holding hands, watching stars, laying on the grass.
We were high school sweethearts,
The perfect couple was what they called us.
 
We spent our days sneaking in a few kisses,
We used to pretend to be Mister and Mistress.
We were in love,
The crazy, eternal and rare kind.
 
Memories are shoved as mother comes into the room,
Holding a few red roses in full bloom.
Her eyes are teary and her voice is shaky,
As she whispers that she is proud of me.
 
Tears spill but I smile as I slide into the car,
Remembering the times you'd sing to me with your guitar.
The times you'd reach over and,
Tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
 
I laugh silently as I remember on the way to the chapel,
You saying once you were the beast and I, the belle.
You  always bring little candles and gifts,
And laugh as I make my birthday wish.
 
I wonder if you'd be laughing today,
As you cut the wedding cake with the sugar bouquet.
If you'd remember our old ceremonies,
In the event of your new one.
 
I walk through the gates smiling at our old friends,
And take your brother's hand as his arm extends.
He takes me in but lets me go,
As we reach the door to the flowery hall.
 
I peek through the crack to see you there,
At the altar smiling, running a hand through your hair.
I slip in and move to the side,
As the wedding march starts to play.
 
In came the blushing bride, walking gracefully down the aisle,
At her friends and family, she nods and smiles.
As I hold my breath and wipe my eyes,
Our high school love story plays in my head. 
 
I remember the day we promised we'd never part,
Because I would always be the one in your heart.
But your bride and you exchange your vows,
And I find myself repeating them inside.
 
The priest asks you to kiss your bride,
And I quickly slip outside.
Because no matter how alright I say I am,
Letting you go was the hardest thing I had ever done.
 
 
- Miliya Parveen

Copyright © Miliya Parveen | Year Posted 2011

Details | Narrative |

You stood there beneath the taunting man on the cross
Yet you stared at the stained floor
I was walking in the dreaded aisle unnoticed by the groom
The bouquet left no petal
For the fluttering flies took them as the bell rang
But you remained unmoved.

I was there almost
I even took the veil
But instead of taking my hand
You lit the candle
Then sprinkled water
On to the glass
Then laid a rose on my breast.

Copyright © Glenn Sentes | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To be there when I wake up,
To hold me in your arms,
To whisper words of advice.

I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To kiss my cheek,
To straighten my veil,
To tell me I’m beautiful.

I wish you could be there,
On my special day,
To help me out of the car,
To walk with me down the aisle,
To give me away.

But I know you’ll be there,
In the most important place,
Kept safely in my heart,
And in the hearts of our family,
And I know you’d be so proud,
On my special day.


7 November 2012

Copyright © Sharon Smith | Year Posted 2012

Details | Tanka |
For years it shone gold

Brightening a lonely home

Left home for a walk

Late hubby’s ring was stolen

What thief could be so heartless


*This just happened to me.  
Written March 31, 2014 for Chris’s contest

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014

Details | Nonet |

I watched her as she walked down the isle
Divine in a dress purely white
To meet with the man she loved
And to pledge him her heart.
I will miss her smile
Her kindly ways
Forever
I am
Lost

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2012

Details | I do not know? |
She stands there with a 
perpetual magnitude,
Vibrant as an orchid; tranquil 
like a summer breeze.
With a gracious smile she 
opened heaven gates.
My heart pounds with anxiety 
as I gazed into her eyes.
Immensely captivating like dark 
hooks for the soul.
Absorbed by her beauty, my 
mind ponders in soliloquies.
Her iris blooms sincerity 
I see my future in an instant
Tethered to faith, we become 
one in the eyes of our God.

Copyright © Daryj Samaha | Year Posted 2012

Details | Acrostic |
Witnessing before God, and taking your vow
Enter into marriage, forever starts now 
Devoted to each other, for all your life
Desiring no one, except for your wife
In sickness and in health, till death do you part
No one should come between you, right from the start
Giving of yourself, to make your family whole.

Value the sanctity, of both being “one”
Obstacles are there, for you to over come
Wedding vows are sacred, to show all your love
Straying away, is not meant from God above.

Copyright © Kelly Zakerski | Year Posted 2010

Details | I do not know? |
Another day, another beginning,
I begin the morning chanting,
Hoping that repeating my wish,
It would come true.
 
I sit at the sun-bathed breakfast table,
Remembering the times you sat across with a grumble.
The other times when you would put yours arms around me,
As I set the morning spread.
 
I walk into our memories-filled bedroom,
I remember as I put on your favourite perfume,
The first time you carried me across the threshold,
We were so in love, the newly-wed couple.
 
But I also remember the shadowed memories,
When you would hit me disregarding my pleas.
The times you would turn away in bed,
Refusing to speak to me, pretending to be a statue.
 
I dress in your favourite colours,
And take in a bit of one of your liqueurs.
Hoping it will give me the strength I need,
To face you, my husband, my weakness, the love of my life.
 
I walk out, closing the door behind me,
Wondering in what mood will you be,
I think of the times you'd say you're sorry,
The times you'd say you love me.
 
Times when you'd reach out and touch my cheek,
You'd say you miss me, that you're growing weak.
You want to come back home,
You'd say you're ready that you're okay.
 
I feel my eyes tear up as I think of the worse,
Times when you'd scream yourself hoarse,
When you'd pull my hair and tell me to get out,
Ending up in me running out crying.
 
Yet I come back every day,
For the better days I pray.
Sometimes we would sit staring into each others eyes,
Other times you would act like you don't know me.
 
But I cant help coming back to you,
Returning to the pain no matter what you do.
Sometimes I'm sure this is true love,
Other times i hate you for what you've done to me.
 
On some bad days I swear I'm never coming back,
The days when you hit me blue and black.
On good days I swear I'll never leave you,
The days you whisper sweet things and hold me tight.
 
Nevertheless i come every day,
Hoping everything will soon be okay.
The nurses stare in wonder, they don't understand,
This mad love in the psychiatric ward.
 
- Miliya Parveen

Copyright © Miliya Parveen | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |
My wedding ring is very plain.
It’s just a band of gold
And with its mate, it’s like my marriage – 
Thirty-nine years old.

We chose our rings and had them then
Inscribed with words intended
To last a lifetime; substitutes
Are rarely recommended.

That ring is like a part of me
So I cannot explain
How in the shower, it slipped off
And tumbled down the drain.

We tried to get it back. Alas,
It seems to be quite gone.
I shed some tears and still feel sad
But life and love go on.

I’ll search for a replacement and
The moment that I choose it,
My husband’s new inscription will be,
“This time – do not lose it!”

Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new without a flaw
Some were hand me downs from Ma and Paw
For some we saved nickels in a can
Some were bought on the installment plan.

Children came – a total of four
Two boys – two girls- no need for more
We managed to provide room and board
Did the best we could afford.

We moved around from house to house
On an adventure – me and my spouse
Gathering things to which we would cling
But we rarely got rid of anything.

Tables, chairs, couches, and beds
Cabinets and shelves taller than our heads
Mugs, pictures, and bells we did collect
Mementoes and heirlooms on which to reflect.

A man gathers a lot in over fifty years
And remembers many of them with tears
Many a thing still fills my house
But it’s not a home without my spouse.

She has a room in a retirement home
Care is provided and she cannot roam
I dreamed one day we would be old timers
But I never figured on Alzheimer’s.

Now I have a house full of stuff
Too many things - more than enough
The time has come to downsize
To an apartment in the high rise.

My children came one by one
Went through my stuff until they were done
One takes this and another takes that
And managed to do so without a spat.

Giving things away is a lonely task
My irritability I cannot mask
Gathering things with my spouse
Was more fun than cleaning out house.


Copyright © Brent Cloyd | Year Posted 2011

Details | Quatrain |
We said goodbye two years ago today -
I'll never forget the way I felt that day.
I couldn't breathe when the door closed between us
And your taillights dimmed as you drove away.

I never thought i'd breathe the same again,
As pain took away all my wind -
And i stood there deflated and broken
Refusing to accept the bitter end.

It happened on my best friend's wedding day.
I'll never understand why you did it that way -
I had visions of our wedding as I was standing there
But you ruined that for me and left my heart betrayed.

I never thought i'd get over it, not in a million years.
I cried what seemed a river's worh of tears.
I mourned for you like someone mourns the dead -
It was the realization of all my fears.

But once the salt left my wounds, I realized I was free,
Free from all the emotional torture you gave me.
Free from wondering where you were -
Free from the fragile little girl you made me be.

And I never looked back once you were gone.
I learned how hurt can make you strong,
I learned what a real man should be.
And with that, my old dear lover, so long.

Copyright © Holly Miller | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
Her look that day,
Should have told me everything she could not say.
Unprepared, I stared.
She walked away.
As she tossed our ring,
I felt the sting.

If I’d known then
How I feel today,
I'd heal the abscess and my heart’s decay,
Before her affection left me there that day.

JS Lambert

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

Details | Rhyme |
Lush, green meadows beyond punctured skies,
Balloons of every shape and size,
Golden hues masked by glory,
Suppose the people have no worry.

Dashing across the wooden floorboards,
Children giggle and swing their swords,
Imaginations that drive them wild,
How I wish I were still a child.

An ease about my sister's face,
The maidens prepare to tie the lace,
I suck my breath; I hold it in,
My wedding dress makes me thin.

Buxom priestess with wary eyes,
She eyes Death and speaks true lies,
Death doesn't focus, for she is healthy,
Despite the fact she's born too wealthy. 

Oblivious cheers the crowd does act, 
When Death kisses me, my eyes go flat,
Soul born into the world and soul taken away,
I was a stranger since my first day.

My sister's eyes I catch with mine,
Wordless gaze, mute goodbye,
She speaks to me with a hushed breath,
'My sister has courted Death.'

And so I have. 

Copyright © Faire Lucas | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |
So my super decided
He’d break down the wall.
He’d recover my ring
With no problem at all.

First he smashed down the back
Of the closet behind
Where the bathtub resides 
(And the ring was confined).

But he couldn’t quite reach
So the hole kept on growing.
I wasn’t relaxed 
With the way things were going.

I tried to say, “Stop!”
But more workers arrived,
All convinced that my wedding ring
Surely survived.

As I paced and regretted
Allowing this folly,
The super extracted my ring – 
Oh, my golly!

I burst into tears
Not believing my luck,
Amazed that my ring
Wasn’t vanished or stuck.

I looked up a jeweler
Who shined it to gleaming
And almost believed
All this time I’d been dreaming.

The ending is happy
So I’m not complaining
But this is one day
That was totally draining.

Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2015

Details | I do not know? |
You think you might be in love.

You think he/her might be in love with you.

You think about a lot of things. Do you really know those things?

You think a lot, you worry a lot. 

But do you really HAVE to think or worry about those things?
  Or do you WAN'T to think or worry about those things?

Now that there is something to think about.

 
   

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                                         -Angel4eva23

Copyright © Brittany Andrews | Year Posted 2010

Details | Romanticism |
have you ever had that perfect day?
the day when no matter what the world can seem to do no wrong?
when everything seems right?
savour it i tell you!
cherish every last moment of it for tommorow may not be the same,
for you see though you may have one good day,
 many bad days filled with dark emotions shall follow,
however you see,
even though your in a bad spot,
youve had good times,
many of them too,
and nothing on earth,
not evan death can remove them from you,
for moments may last a second,
but memorys last forever.

Copyright © jospeh z/ lord-vile dupuis | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |
I lie here looking at the ceiling,
Then I look to your word,
It didn't have much meaning, 
Trusting you is almost absurd
You left me broken promises
I know I'm better off
No more kisses
I need to write you off
I'm a creature of habit
I  know I'm not that tough
I have no heart to be compassionate
You stole it, left it in the rough
I'm Forgetting how your voice sounds
It truly makes me sad
yet still want you around
I still know what we had 
Why'd did you ever leave? 
Why couldn't we have been enough for you?
Now you wallow in sorrow and tell me how you grieve
love isn't for the weak I give the devil his due 
Now you suffer twisting, contorted pain
the worst mistake of your life
takes me back to lovers lane
You really messed up and I'm to alleviate you of your strife?
You think you deserve it?
….
…..
…...
…....
…..I do.

Copyright © James Elliott McDowell | Year Posted 2011

Details | Ballad |
Your love is gone

You, told me  that  you love me forever
Oh girl, you promise me you never say goodbye
Why can't you stay
and why did you lie
Now our love, is it over

I still played the loved songs each and every day
to reminisce the time that you say
I love you
and i hope you stay with me my baby...

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone


So many memories we had in the past
But seasons ended and it didn't last
you have the change of heart
now girl were both apart...


Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray oh wohh wohh..

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone..

Bridge
i give you my all
with my heart, and soul
oh girl,you give me pain
now my tears begins to rain
why didn't you wear this ring...

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone
your love is gone
oh girl your love is gone










Copyright © Jason bustamante | Year Posted 2007

Details | Pantoum |
Cancer stole her husband; life isn’t fair Susie walks to the church where they’d got wed Orange blossoms braided in her fair hair Thoughts of his love will always fill her head Susie walks to the church where they’d got wed Silent tears fall from her pretty blue eyes Thoughts of his love will always fill her head Her broken heart she can never disguise Silent tears fall from her pretty blue eyes She remembers her recent wedding day Her broken heart she can never disguise White gardenias were in her bouquet She remembers her recent wedding day Orange blossoms braided in her fair hair White gardenias were in her bouquet Cancer stole her husband; life isn’t fair 06~02~17 Rhyme battle round 7 Contest Sponsored by Juli-Michelle

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |
Callous 

Every tiny things matter in a young world, 
and then with callous eyes, he is used to pick
days and nights as they pass him, as they pass beyond.

Sometimes he panics, fears that she’ll go away 
and he won’t feel any ache, just be watching her
moving away, erasing; looking at the place
where she has been seen last; with covert anger.

A tiny butterfly flies, in and out, in and… 
the patch of rain raises smells, smells of musty dusk.
The callous eyes follow the hands clutching heart 
where past is blending in pains and agonies.  
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar

Copyright © Kushal Poddar | Year Posted 2009

Details | I do not know? |
THE ENCOUNTER…

The World Wide Web.
Yahoo Personals.
Yahoo Profile.
Yahoo Posting.
Yahoo Photo Sharing.
Yahoo Instant Message Communications.
Yahoo Email Correspondents.
Homely Phone Calls.

THE FIRST DATE…

Morning Breakfast at McDonalds.
Afternoon Movie at the Cinemas.
Afternoon Lunch at McDonalds.
Dinner at McDonalds.
The Fourth of July Fireworks in the Park.
The Fifth of July, The First Kiss.

THE ENGAGEMENT...

Spontaneous.
Michigan in Summer.
Mother of Pearl Centered Ring.
The Wedding Band NOT Gold.
The Wedding Band NOT White Gold.
The Official Announcement at Thanksgiving.


TWO YEARS MARRIED…

The Bridal Shower.
The Bridal Gifts.
The Wedding, Viva Las Vegas. 
Additional Wedding Gifts.
Families.
Friends.
The Honeymoon, the Casino Strip.

The “First Home,” Sin City.
The First Apartment.
The Second Apartment.
The Car Occupation.
The Newspaper Living.
The Pizza Delivery Vocation.

The Domesticated Cat.
The Strayed Felines.
The Homemade Dinners.
The Chinese Take Outs.
The Necessary Coke Colas.

New Friends.
Old Friends.
Missed Families.
New Occasions.
New Celebrations.
Family Birthdays.
Family Holidays.
Family “Circle” Phone Calls.

THE DIVORCE…

The Winter Home Visit.
The Cold, Personal Phone Call.
The Endless Crying.
The Heated Anger.
The Emotional Disgust.
The Mental Understanding.
The Heartfelt Acceptance.
The Bitter, Brief Letter.
The Divorce Papers.
The Filed Papers.
The Last Forgotten Phone Call.
The Difficult Distances of the In-Laws.
Paying Rent to Mom.


Copyright © Dorna Hainds | Year Posted 2007

Details | Rhyme |
Once upon a time there lived,
A beautiful girl and a man she loved.
So true was such their love,
There wasn't anyone who disapproved.
 
It had been love at first sight,
A fairy tale since that day.
The maiden had found the man of her dreams,
No one else needed to have a say.
 
They had done it all,
Candlelight dinners, shyly holding hands,
Kissing in the rain, dancing around trees,
Leaving intertwined footprints on white sands.
 
But it wasn't just another love story,
It was uniquely special like every other one.
They had eyes for no other but one another,
The best part of their lives had just begun.
 
They traveled around the world,
And she kissed her man at the seven wonders each.
People would smile at the storybook couple,
As they counted stars standing on a beach.
 
With her, he was the man he wished to be,
The one who wouldn't think twice,
About pulling her up to dance in a crowded train,
He'd protect her, keep her happy at any price.
 
He'd see through her weak smile,
All the way to the tears inside,
He'd whisper sweet things in her ear,
Hold her till all the tears dried.
 
Though they did have a fair share of problems,
They always came together again,
No matter what happened,
Like raindrops on a window pane.
 
On a rainy day, she had sat waiting,
Wondering about the surprise he had promised,
But he never came,
For the winds of fate had suddenly changed. 
 
Five years after that day, she found herself alone,
Sitting on the porch, counting stars on her own,
As she recalled the day he had been taken from her,
'An unfortunate accident' on the next the papers had shown.
 
She hadn't cried on the phone, she hadn't cried on the way,
She didn't even cry when she had to identify him,
Not a single tear or a heartrending sob.
She just stared ahead with an expression so grim.
 
It was only when she had received his belongings,
The remnants of his last minutes, did she react.
She screamt and cried, laughed and wailed,
For among others, was a diamond ring beautifully packed.
 
His surprise, the laughter in his voice,
The excitement, the secrecy of the evening.
He had been right, it had left her breathless,
But he wasn't there to see the sorrow it did bring.
 
Even now her eyes brimmed with tears,
As she looked at the ring as it sparkled,
And thought of that time when there lived,
A beautiful girl and a man she loved.
 
- Miliya Parveen

Copyright © Miliya Parveen | Year Posted 2011

Details | Couplet |
She held the case against the moon
in bubbled glasses sea green hewn
and whispered nothings to the fish
her sea fins swishing at her wish
"The case against the moon", she said,
"began the day that I was wed
and on that day the tide pulled back
to swirling waves to ships attack
It 'twas this day my love embarked
a voyage to sustain my heart
while I a lowly mermaid be
he came to set my spirit free...
His ship was bitten by the wind
a low and moaning hull of tin
His eyes of coal to be immersed
while I searched for my wedding purse
Pearls from oysters for my crown
and seaweed stitched a wedding gown
His laugh and all his love did die
and, on my fins, I know not why
And so bold moon, I challenge you
to bring the worst that you can do
and I will fight with all my will
until the tides return to still."
The passive moon, it heaved a sigh
and tides began to do or die
while waves in turmoil turned to swell
the fish turned too, and wished her well.
She threw her glasses to the sea
and dove to indigo caves once free
to tether nets of liquid ore
to quell the moon forever more
On flying fish she pulled her nets
beyond the sun's impartial sets
to catch the moon and hurl her down
a luminous splash, and then no sound
The earth went dark, the sea went cold
all mermaids there went grey and old
The sea floor shook at the moon's embrace
in a glowing ripple of pure disgrace
Still in the sky in purple wind
the mermaid whispered: "I have sinned"
She shed a thousand briny tears
and flew the skies with grief and fears
'till deciding at last what she should do
She set a course to save the moon.
She dove to the bottom of a sea of light
and what she saw was quite a sight
The broken pieces in scattered glow
This wasn't the moon she used to know
So gently, with fins and liquid lips
she balanced a shard on her mermaid hips
and flew to the ink, to the sky of sorrow
with a sadness of what would be brought the morrow
The sliver she placed in the sky that night
became the "new moon" to dimly light
the ocean each month to gently grieve
it's ships and it's mermaids to long bereave.

Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006

Details | Light Poetry |
wedding dress


she loves the dress
it fits so right
she,s going to sleep 
in  peace tonight

he's packing his luggage
coming from the usa
he is so excited 
can,t wait for his wedding day

she wakes up this morning
she feels a pain in her chest
gone to the docter and he
send her to do some test

they talk on the phone
she sound so tired to night 
he said sweet dreams i love you
but he knows something's not right

she picks up the dress
open the closet door
has to go to the docter
appointment at  four

   check in at the counter
now he sits in the plane
can't wait to hug her
 feel her in his arms again

the doctor says sit down
got the results for the test
you got cancer and it has 
  spread though  out her chest

he.s thinking of her 
he love her so much
he wants to wake up forever
feeling her touch

no time to waste 
we have to operate right away
trying  to save her life
but she died that day

he sits at her tomb
and how he cries
as thunder cracks
and rain falls from the skies

he commited suicide
and went straight to hell
she went to heaven
and become an angel

and there,s wedding dress
behind a closet door
with special meaning
never to be wore

not all in life
end like we want it to
thank you for reading my poem
the whole thing thru

Copyright © kasim ishmael | Year Posted 2012