Best Lovebetrayal Poems


The Sickness

You left your sickness rotting on my tongue
But it seems your betrayal has only begun

Infected, my throat lets no word pass their lips
Your sickness has become a total eclipse

Brittle, my tongue slowly begins to decay
Broken, my feet still dance your ballet

Made low by the sickness within your soul
You leave me with no virtues to extol

Condemned like a house my roof to cave
A grain of sand on shore eroded by the wave

Fractured, my fingers still beg me to speak
Blinded, my eyes hide and forget to seek.

Silence like a cancer it cankers my voice
And as it grows I am left with no choice.

You left your sickness to rot on my tongue
Terminal, the cancer for one so young.

Passion, Love, Heartache and Hatred

Why is it you want to write of passion heartache and pain?
You want to find out how it changed to hatred that’s insane.
Love is something that cannot be taken likely or played with
It’s not the same kind of love you experienced from birth

But this lustful drive that causes whirlwinds of emotions,
And the betrayal of yourself by tongue confessing devotions.
One says things they don’t mean in order to get what they want
Passion driven by falsifying one’s intentions, so to speak, a front.

Exchanging hearts as tokens of committed unfailing love
One real, one stone, proclaimed from the roof tops above
This is how they come together and their love stamped with a seal
But the imbalance of true commitment and love will reveal

When both hearts are broken one real, one stone, one bleeds one won’t
Heartache infused with pain comes hatred, a  revenge full antidote.
How can one measure hatred originated from love 
By the death of the cause which they are not worthy of….

My Gray Hours

My heart races touching your deep Spirit's kiss, 
The softness of your voice soothes my abyss.
My tear's curb crumbles greening my shrink cry.
My soul torn apart wondering to know why.

Wrong thoughts, so cruel wait the fear to tape
The terrors of love to give them a new shape.
And my loneliness is a shadowy yard
When to sink my reality it's so hard.

In murky ponds of suffocating tadpole
I jag my edges tearing my sad soul, 
Which once is tied with bleeding strips to yours
Will twist my fate with the flick of my gray hours.

I wait my hope which will never come to be.
This hope hunger squeezes tighter my soul's knee.
I'm clinging to the past where I want to hide
That part of me that is still alive inside.

While I wait the ocean waves to wash my soul
Big storms can rise up from the horns of your hole.
Much more confused on how to think or feel, 
I talk, I dream and I am your balance wheel.

I can live with death while love is a wasteland
When the end comes around against my soul's gland
As showy as the white chalk on a blackboard
And I could lose my way but I pray to Lord.

I wonder if I will feel your love again
Even I accept my resignation's chain
Like an inner sorrow coming on my lip, 
Like a song of my flute for my ocean's sleep, 

Like a fire fathom scratching my blue rain, 
Like a wish to taste you when I strive in vain, 
Like a deep taste you place on my rudest wish, 
Or like the wish you place on my thinking swish.

Floating are your words rain for my misty cloud, 
You can still hang out with my feelings crowd.
When I'm dressed in white masking a selfless gray, 
I have my honest smile and nothing to say.

Crops from your soul break the reason of my thought
And break my soul because I love you a lot.
Your body's heat cannot hit my soul's weeps
'Cause my pure thoughts are crowned with white wisps.

You defy my body's weep because it's chaste
And I don't understand what you need to taste.
I'm tired of you, I live with divine things.
I may see your sorrow is rose with black wings.

With your betrayal my love is wont to flow
And I know that your feelings will never glow. 



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© copyright Fri Mar 04 07: 11: 10 UTC 2011 - All Rights Reserved


Loved and Hated

Lonesome indeed am i in this cell
As I remembered how my life turned from heaven to hell
She was my wife;
Was she beautiful... was she adorable... so noble
But how quickly it all changed and fell.

Venice is where I met her,
The ring, the promise all i remember
She was my wife;
was she lovable... was she perfect.. in every prospect
But nor was i aware what she would deliver.

ED was my friend; that was in fact his pretence
Little did i know that he was a back stabber in my absence 
She was my wife;
Was she graceful... was she attractive.. so festive
And not a sniff of betrayal did i sense.

                              AND

Half past eight the usual time i arrive
Merry was i like a bee returning to its hive
And there was my wife;
Was she frightened... was she troubled.. and she mumbled
Crying was she as the clock struck five.

Troubled... I looked... and there was he
My friend.. my foe.. and couldn't i believe what i see
She was my wife;
Was she at all? Was she the right call? Damn you all!
When every angel was fast asleep.. demons within controlled the scene.

Ed and my wife lay there passive
Murder is unpardonable... a crime so massive
Dead was my wife;
Was she disgraceful... was she vain.. so insane;
The result was so destructive.

Love is a great feeling - Only if you start not playing
Vain was she - Ed too as it was he
                     AND
He was my friend -  later was my foe
Treason was better - The ending was so low
Death was inevitable - as they broke the sacred lore.

( this is my first poem so please comment about it... so that i can improve )

 Thank you..

Shock After 6 Months

Shock after 6 months

Pure love filled two souls.
They wed, hoped eternity...
First X-wife not X...

©  Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
     January 14, 2010

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I Moved You Jco

I woke up this morning refreshed and smiling
its been a long time over due
The face in my mind I was fighting
no longer belonged to you
I took you down off the pedistal in my heart, and put you on the counter.

I admit I still ache inside
and find myself plead at times to know why
Why I loved you so much, and held on to tight
with you I was only bait and worth no room to try

I am not ready to give it again 
this time I want to go with my instinct
trust all I know within
before I dive in a nd give it
I will move you from the counter, to floor of my heart.

I thought about you a little today,
while I was walking out the door,
Sometimes I wish youd come back to stay
but the lies and betrayal would be more

We would have been so great together
had you given  the slightest bit of anything
Now that I left it is so much better
now that I know I well  past her
I will put you in the back of the closet, in my mind, while my heart forgets you were 
ever there.


Walking Away

Every time I see your face
I feel betrayal and disgrace
I need someone who's there for me
Someone who will care for me
I give you your freedom
I give you your space
Yet still in your life
For me, there's no place
Walking away is the last thing I want to do
But maybe it will get through to you
I know you didn't have the best
But you did have something good
And if you saw it before I left
Maybe you still would

Cofessions

Confession. 
I'm a thief, 
I'm a cheater,
I'm a liar, 
I'm a beater,
I'm ungrateful,
I'm hateful,
I'm bound to betray,
I'm a killer,
I'm a villain,
I'm without feelings, but most of all I'm SORRY


PART 2

Yes I'm a thief when your asleep at night,
Only to steal your heart when its right,

Yes I'm a cheater but only to be stronger, I only cheat death to live with you longer,

Yes I'm a liar but don't hold it against me, I lie and say I'm happy whenever your not with 
me,
When really I lust for your touch so quickly, and swiftly I caught on that you so fit me,

Yes I'm a beater but it goes beyond you, 
I only beat the forces that keeps me from you,
I only beat temptations that I'm hung to,
So far as beating this is what it comes to,

Yes I'm ungrateful but you helped me, cause ungrateful went out the window the day you left 
me,

And yes I'm hateful to all those who say we don't belong,
To every heartbreak, tear drop, and love song,

I'm bound for betrayal and it might sound stupid, but that's only because I feel betrayed by 
cupid,
I asked cupid to take a risk, and he shot an arrow your way and mist,

I told you I was a killer and that's fine,
Because when I'm with you I only kill time,

And as far as me being a villain you can save it, cause your my hero so ill be a villain you 
created,

I told you I'm without feelings and that's true, 
Only because I gave them all to you,

And yes I'm sorry for all the tears and pain the other men cost, and most of all I'm sorry for 
there lost, 

SO I CONFESS, I AM IN LOVE
© James King  Create an image from this poem.

Trust Now Broken

I once Confront this familiar look into ones vacant soul. I now see what seems darkened by echoing anguish. Here and now a betrayal presses denial into a love lost stare of disappointment

The Betrayal of Love Last Forever

The Betrayal of Love Last Forever

Someone other than me has held you
I knew
Some one other than me has touched you
Has seen you
And though I have never entered on this betrayal
Still I loved you

Someone has tasted what was mine
Someone other than me
Has invaded this singular gift of love
And left this rape in my heart
To remind me
That only I have seen
What I have seen
But not only I have been
Where I have been
Naked in your naked arms

His caresses on your skin
Are scratches in my head
Never healing
And somewhere you’re combined and heavy breathing
Creates a choke
And a rip in my mind
Though forgiving has long since brought its balm
And heeling has extended me
Her gentle tending calm
To think that I new him and he new me
And to think you were both so ready
Fires a passage through my thoughts
An unbidden spasm of mental cramp

And I love you now as I ever did
But I find I have not forgotten
Through all these years
The hurt still echoes
An aching ghost in my throat
And still I love you
Yet there is no test for the endurance of that love
There are no words
To describe well enough
What you meant to me
And what you did to me

So I would rather not have
Than have to live dishonestly
I don’t think you will ever know
What your confessions destroyed in me
I don’t think you will ever understand
The blood in the scar of that memory
So truth is better for the honesty
And a lie is a patch which peels eventually

I loved you
And am and was incapable of anything else
And I know what love involves
But I hate the reminder and its memory
And I am glad of the time
And for the time
That never brought you back to me
I loved you
I am in love with you
Perhaps more than I choose to be
Perhaps more than is and was good for me

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