Whisper
The whisper of the eternal God tiptoes in sighs
Breathing inspiration to the artist and the pen,
Murmurs consolation to grieving eyes,
Shivers in the tamed typhoon of shame to the cheating heart,
Quietly touches a fearful hand in the breath of silence,
Awakening praises of devotion in new antiphons,
Caresses moments of illumination,
Embraces weakness with the sweet fragrance of grace,
Leaves the shadow of a smile in moments of a-ha,
Exhales breathless anticipation like the haunting flute,
Floats with yearning to share secrets in the sanctuary of creation,
Soft brush in wispy silhouettes for shadows of questions,
Fluttering perpetual vow - abiding in tender vows -
No cold mistral disturbs the flow of prayers and pleas,
Ever restless seeks the soul’s attention in an airy gossamer kiss,
Ever present guardian,
Everlasting whisper of the eternal.
Inspired by Whisper to Me - not entered.
6-16-20
The wind is crying,
It sings our love is dying,
I can’t hide from that bright full moon,
That I will kill her soon.
I have found out that she has been lying,
And she can’t stop crying,
Because I have come to see,
She has cheated on me.
It was to be until death do us part,
I’ll plunge my knife thru that cheating heart,
The moon will show what is coming soon,
Her bleeding out under that bright full moon.
Her blood stains the dark black ground,
Because I have found,
She has given our love away,
Because of death we part today.
The wind is crying,
It weeps over beauty dying,
I’ll be with her soon,
As I bleed out under that bright full moon.
Stop leaving your dirty underwear everywhere
You have a cheating heart
I can see it in your eyes
Can’t you see this an’t
meet to be
Monia
Lisa
Jennifer
All have your polo underwear hanging at there house with your initial stitch in there.
Lies
Lies
Lies
That’s all that comes out your mouth
I decide to put you on mute
Let you go
Because you are waste time
Time that I can be spending with someone else
Who really care about me
So hit road Jack
Don’t come back no more
And take your luggage and dirty underwear with you...
Stop leaving your dirty underwear everywhere
Although I take the punishment, you made it come to this
It's all your fault I took the knife and plunged it in your chest
The final, heated moment before you met your demise
Tainted with your love for her, humility and lies
You think that I am happy now? Is that what you believe?
Apart from feeling numb, I'm clutching nothing but relief
Comforted that my arms were the last ones your hands touched
I never could keep hold of you, I never was enough
I knew this time was different, I could see it in your face
Your cheeks had lost their pallor, eyes as wide as space
And this time, I had lost you, I knew I'd never win
That's why I had to carve your heart from underneath your skin
I couldn't find another way to make a last impression
and make sure that your cheating heart was kept in my possession
Then as your just-dead body bleeds, sprawled out on the stone
Peace and solice seep in, for at last, you sleep alone
Those lying eyes, yes I knew them so well
I found out you’d had another affair
Your deception made life a living hell
On your jacket I’d found her long blonde hair
I found out you’d had another affair
Our wedding vows, they meant nothing to you
On your jacket I’d found her long blonde hair
No more chances, because this time we’re through
Our wedding vows, they meant nothing to you
I bid adieu to your cold cheating heart
No more chances, because this time we’re through
I’ve packed my bags, as I need a fresh start
I bid adieu to your cold cheating heart
Your deception made life a living hell
I’ve packed my bags, as I need a fresh start
Those lying eyes, yes I knew them so well
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10-20-17
A broken heart, ripped apart
All it took was a cheating heart
Hide this broken heart
It never wants to love again
Hide this broken heart
It never wants to hurt again
Lost the love and respect
A cheating heart what did you expect?
Never learned to love
With a lying man's heart
Never learned to love
With a cheating man's heart
Why can't this heart be strong?
Why must this heart lead me wrong?
Can't trust this heart
Since it learned to cry
Can't trust this heart
So I don't have to cry
Broken heart, do not grieve
Broken heart, it's time to leave
Your cheating heart
Love doesn't need
Your cheating heart
I don't need
ALesiach © 1/31/2017
Almost anything that's broken or ripped
can be fixed and mended
But certain fragile things
just can't do at all
Like a broken glass
Shattering into fragments
Impossible to glue back
Gone for good
So no
No money can fix love
Your cheating heart won't make you whole
Save your empty sorry words and be gone
Impossible you said
You can fix it you promised
But reality appeared you realized
All is gone for good
Smile
Akkina R Downing
6-6-17
She could smell the scent of the other woman on him. A sickening musty, sweet smell.
She wanted to lunge at him and snatch out his cheating heart.
She wanted to scratch out his light brown roaming eyes.
She wanted to castrate him and put his member in a box and let it rot.
She wanted to chop off his hands that fumble over that hussy's
body.
She wanted to saw off both of his feet that carried him to the place where they meet.
She wanted to put a hot iron to his luscious thick black lips.
Instead, she excepted his offensive lies.
She urges him to lie next to her.
She kissed his light brown eyes that looked at her longingly for
forgiveness.
She kissed his warm luscious thick lips.
She anxiously welcomed his caresses.
She could feel his throbbing manhood nudge at her feverish body.
She was in flight.
Although I take the punishment, you made it come to this
It's all your fault I took the knife and plunged it in your chest
The final, heated moment before you met your demise
Tainted with your love for her, humility and lies
You think that I am happy now? Is that what you believe?
Apart from feeling numb, I'm clutching nothing but relief
Comforted that my arms were the last ones your hands touched
I never could keep hold of you, I never was enough
I knew this time was different, I could see it in your face
Your cheeks had lost their pallor, eyes as wide as space
And this time, I had lost you, I knew I'd never win
That's why I had to carve your heart from underneath your skin
I couldn't find another way to make a last impression
and make sure that your cheating heart was kept in my possession
Then as your just-dead body bleeds, sprawled out on the stone
Peace and solice seep in, for at last, you sleep alone
27th January 2016
Somewhere tonight
Somewhere tonight they will sing from the heaven above.
Playing the music of the great for all to hear.
Good old Hank will sing your cheating heart he is so lonesome he could cry.
Patty Page she will take the stage with a song only she could sing.
While Bill Monroe gets ready to play with Conway and the boys.
They sing with joy and welcomes the newest
As little Jimmie Dickens belts out a song .
There is no rest for the best.
As somewhere tonight they all will sing.
As the sky fills with song may they all R.I.P.
Meeting Hank Williams Sr
I was setting in a store back 20 years ago.
When a car pulled up to the door.
A tall man in a cowboy hat came out and came in.
He sat down and began to tell us a story.
He ate a piece of pie and drank a coke.
Then he asked if he could play a few songs for us.
He sang I saw the light and your cheating heart like no one else could.
Then he got up and walked to the door. Tipped his hat and said tell them old Hank was here.
All you viewed from the door was the dust that rose from the ground.
Then we looked at each other and stated that it wasn't him. For it was Hank Williams and it was 1973.
Old Hank he died in 1953 Was this the ghost making someones day.
Every night is Halloween
When ghastly ghost hovers near
I toss and turn in my dream
For I know the fiend I fear
Goblins and ghouls have no chance
I scare them all back to hell
Yet, one thing is viler still
I know its evil full well
Every night I shut the door
I shake while I lay in bed
For soon the door is ajar
A form hovers by my head
A eerie glow fills the room
Familiar breath on my face
Fingers slide over my lips
Unseen hands my body trace
Every night your ghost appears
You, who to my heart are DEAD
You come not as fearsome ghoul
But as angel to my bed
Your lies now you whisper sweet
“I am moved by love not lust!”
Yet I feel your groping hands
Stroking away broken trust
My bed is aflame with heat
You tricked, now you want a treat
I know your wishes full well
To bring to life passion sweet
I tremble in morbid fear
For you have come to possess
I buried your cheating heart
But ghost fingers now caress
You linger over my form
Your presence so very real
The night moves in ghostly charm
Every touch and kiss I feel
Morning light breaks through the night
I awake alone and bare
Halloween, my every night
Your scent lingers in the air.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Cows bellow, low, heads between rails
such large deep sad eyes, such full bags.
For whom do they await, no one home
to let them out, share out their milk.
Not long ago I saw you wandering off with him
his hand caressing your neck, gripping your arm
holding you stiff, obedient to his will
and you were bound to follow, no sound
escaped your lips, and me, why am I watching
for the scene to play out? Don’t we all know
don’t we all grieve, for the coming of that day
when cowl slips down, the bellow, low aches.
You won’t come home, will you my dear.
I guess I paid the right price for a job well done
Your cheating heart won’t bestir us to wait
Never more. This farm is sold outright.
Your cheating heart
I do not need
Your cheating heart
I will not feed
Your lying words
I will not listen
Your lying words
Are not worth fixing
Your cold soul
Frozen to the bone
Your cold soul
Left alone
Goodbye forever
I will not grieve
Goodbye forever
Today I leave
They met in a neighborhood bar
He said he did not live very far
So handsome and so very polite
They spent hours talking tonight
Said he'd been alone for a while
She thought, what a great smile
Later she left with him willingly
The time was half past three
Entering his door, she felt a chill
To late for now, he is set for the kill
He tied her down on a huge bed
Panic now runs through her head
A sadistic smile is upon his face
She will be gone without a trace
My God, is that a razor in his hand
And he is wearing a wedding band
She did not see the ring before
His first cut he calls her Whore
In his eyes he see's his wife once more
Her cheating heart he must erase
Each time he kills he see's her face
So he kills her again and again
Tonight his killings rise to ten
Later he will sit and sharpen his knife
In his insanity you were his wife.
3/3/2012
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