I feel cheated
angry
overwhelmingly sad
because my beautiful son
chose to die
and left me heartbroken
confused
and sad for the world
because it lost
a beautiful soul
He was deceiver, cheater, bluffer, imposter at best
A beguiler, charlatan, pettifogger, you know the rest…
All of our family fortune is now wiped out, gone.
Due to this sleazy grifter, Mr. Lee Wron.
As shadows laid where none could go,
The dark sky etched fear in a scrawl,
Making hearts leap clean out of sight,
Silhouettes of danger scared all.
A gentle breeze whispered of fright,
Meanwhile, death crept with aching flow.
The silence then started to scream,
The fear shifted to my bladder,
My trousers bore a stinking stench;
The quake of shame made me sadder.
The fire of fear failed to quench;
That nightmare failed to be a dream.
To the angels my spirit pled.
The birds watched my fret from the trees;
Their silhouettes loomed in the night.
My shirt soaked in sweat’s chilling breeze.
The devil ignored my soul's plight;
He let me go when my soul fled.
Far to heaven’s gates my wings flew,
There, songs of praise the angels sang.
Fear quivered and fled from their glow,
The bell of life they softly rang.
That made me cheat death here below.
Then back to the earth my soul blew.
You lied
I cried
Lie low
Hello
My dear
Her rear
Was flake
You snake
Slitter
Hitter
Batter
Scatter
Foul balls
Who falls
I did
You squid
I plea
Leave me
Your eyes
Like pies
And sweets
And tweets
That sing
And bling
That sate
Your plate
Without
A doubt
Peter
Cheater
Pumpin
Bumpkin
Bowwow
Chow Chow
It's clear
Leave here
connie pachecho
1/12/25
Note-A prelude to this poem, "If I Were Your Love," dated 5/1/23.
I ripped the skin off my fingers, I didn’t want a fingerprint that had touched you to linger.
You could never deserve the feeling that my fingers could grace your skin, spat out your kisses as if I didn’t love the taste of toxicity that dribbled down my chin.
Never known a love to stay, they always crack and crumble to my dismay.
To be young and be cheated on,
Is when you are defeated on,
The subject you completed on,
The object of your eyes.
The treasure you repeated on,
The very one you seated on,
Was unimpressed you meeted on,
The day of your demise.
They rather would be greeted by,
The special one who treated by,
A dinner which they eated by,
To celebrate their date.
The fact you were upseated by,
The special one who beated by,
The romance that you skeeted by,
Is why you lost your mate.
Cheated
Why does one child walk,
another talk,
while still yet another
will say nothing
the rest of their life?
How much loss can be endured?
How many dreams dashed
against the rocks
before given any chance
of flight?
Anguish fills a mother's heart,
and I am overcome for the moment...
again and again in my life.
Jesus, my anchor in the storm.
The Lord my guide in the darkness.
My Savior,
who watches over my child,
and gives comfort
when none can be found.
Angels surround
and around,
keeping close watch on
the gifted, drifted from perfection,
and lost in rejection.
I bought you a gift, Black Friday cheap
I hoped you would like it and want to keep
My credit card quaked and shook in my hand
I spent much more than I had planned
Black Friday gripped me, bargains galore
I saw the glitter, glistening and spent some more
The gold so yellow, Black Friday blond, amber
Will drape with pride on your delicate camber.
Black Friday arrived, a wooden gift box hidden
Inside the thinnest chain your heart may be broken
The diamonds larger on the screen, but tiny reality
The gold a wafer, the emeralds pale lacking vitality
Black Friday lied and Black Friday cheated
My cards are naked, my accounts are depleted
I dashed in the morning through the showers
And hid Black Friday, with a bunch of flowers.
David Cox 19/02/23
Why did you cheat on me?
Where did I go wrong?
Wasn't I trying to improve?
Wasn't I learning to live?
Wasn't I working to achieve my dreams?
Where was I at fault?
That you brought me to a sudden hault.
Why are you making me sad?
Enough of pain I have had.
I wanted to live my dreams,
No, not now, was your scream.
I waited, I stopped for day and nights,
Still I lost most of the battles and fights.
I cried for hours,
And waited for relief showers.
You did not pay heed,
You did not care for my need.
Why are you so cruel everytime?
I cannot disagree that you are mine.
Dear life, please help me.
Come on let's patch up,
Please help me to get up.
I loved u even when I didn’t love myself
I held u even after I needed help
I let u abuse me mentally and physically
Bc I thought u were my world until u weren’t meant for me
I use to stay up all night dreaming say god give me light
I don’t know why I stayed if u anit care or wasn’t shamed
Some reason it never clicked in my brain that would bring me pain
So this is the end of us for now bc I can’t trust u or ur crowd
When old friends meet
Happiness crawls in
As we are once again together
When old friends meet
Sadness slips in
As time has cheated us
It was a long long time before we meet again
Before we are youngsters, now oldies
As the world has cheated us too
It was a long long struggle before we meet again
Before we are innocent twenties, now sophisticated sixties
I remember
Campbell had scored
'98 and 04'
would have beat Portugal
or the Argies before,
and then Lampard's was cruel
would have made it 2 all
but the goal's over ruled
finished 1 goal to 4
Maradona's hand ball
later scoring once more,
Penalties were not scored
England beaten by draws
90 was the first
96 still hurts
98 was the third
knocked out unbeaten
then 06 and 04
penalties, Portugal,
losing 5 games through draws
could have been so much more
we were unbeatable
and I remember
Beckham v Greece
beating German's was sweet
oh that 5-1 defeat
and thrashing Holland
3 Lions on a shirt
England still believing
5 decades of hurt
but soon we'll be unbeaten
Paris, Berlin, Madrid and Rome
surely football's coming home
He lied. He cheated. His ways were obscene.
He could be unruly and truly mean.
In every kind of way
I really must say
His integrity decidedly not keen.
I can't believe how bad I'm shaking
My sad heart is really breaking
Not believing what I saw
When I came walking through the door
You lied about work today
Saying you would be away
But now you are in our bed
A new girl-not me-instead
Holding you close really tight
What a hurtful aching site
To see you with my best friend
This is it, I will now end
Our relationship right here
You are cruel and do not care
About all the love I gave
Leave right now with your love "slave"
it's a story about a henpeckked husband
that catered and spoiled
his wife.
one day he fixed her beef tougue and cabbage soup
her friend was in attendance
so she smiled and became mean and uncaring
and cursed him.
day's later when he mustered up the courage to
speak to her, her cornered him
and cursed him in the corner
not allowing him to leave.
silently he would never complain or mention
it to his friends.
one day a gentlemen in the market asked
him why does he shop
so much.
he told him, I shop to feed my family.
oh, the gentlemen said you have a family,
yes he said, a wife and twelve children.
the gentlemen looked at him strangely, for a while.
do you live near twelvestone manor, the husband said why yes I do.
oh, the gentlemen said: you're that that chick beats up
cause you wouldn't stop getting her pregant!
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