Long False love Poems
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Some kids go through life afraid,
But not because of choices that they made,
More because of the life they are forced to live,
And that Love no one could give,
They have a family and a home,
Yet every day they are alone,
With family some space they share,
But does anyone really care,
No one helps them to understand,
That if we try life can be grand,
Instead they simply muddle through,
With no real idea of what to do,
Never sure where they belong,
Nor do they care what's right or wrong,
All they want to do is fit,
So some false love they can get,
They think any kind of Love is the same,
Others can't see it what a shame,
Their life no one wants to touch,
For them it just be to much,
The insanity they want to stop,
Out of this world they want to drop,
Treated bad to many times before,
They really just don't care any more,
Spent their whole life alone,
Got nothing more then a heart of stone,
With this they can no longer deal,
Next thing they're out to kill,
Life has been a complete strain,
Now it's time to end the pain,
It's to bad no one could see,
That only death could set them free!
An Uncle Charlie Original
© 2008 unclecharlie
I go to bed at three,
I usually wait beneath the plum tree,
That tree is useless like my name,
You and I are in a blissful game!
You are too sweet for me,
Never lived inside me as if you were a great flea,
You are too weak for me,
Never spent a day without thinking of me!
But do you care who I am?
Do you know what it means to be my charm?
Are you my affluent appetite?
I am never your desired guide.
I am the master of manners to you,
I was not willing to sacrifice my mind for you,
You are always ready to make a voyage with me,
I never think of you that we can be a cherished memory.
My coffee never turns cold when you are sitting beside me,
Sleep tight until the sun rises in your daydream,
You do not need to discern what's inside my head,
I am on another trip just before you wake up and call me the beheaded.
Everyone needs love
Everybody wants love
Not me, I want true love
You heard me, right
I want, I need true love
I need the type of love that causes me to live and breathe
Relax and be at ease
Yes, you heard me right
I need, I want true love
I don’t need counterfeit or artificial love
I can do without false love
Prentice love causes headaches and war
Violence and revenge
Anger and strife
Which leaves spouses without a husband or wife
I can do without worldly love
Lust and lies
Conflict and pain
Scars and heartache’s that’s not my goal or aim
I will no longer be frame
I prefer to refrain from lust, lies, and artificial love
In this life, I am out to gain
I will no longer be another man’s or woman’s fool
I have qualified from the Creators school
Here I learned that true Love
Should not make anyone another man’s fool.
Darkened room's creeping oil slick walls,
pressing hollow fear trapped breath,
tears falling in shameful streams,
victim's self inflicted dreams,
poison broken bloodshot eyes,
sickly yellow jaundice betraying lies,
hated liquid in false love slips down,
another sorrow's ghost trying to drown,
fire ignites soul deep inside,
deceive myself at dawn's new light,
just to sleep I laying lied,
in the murky liquid savior hide,
God in a bottle where this lamb died,
here the light inside was weighed,
penitent vomiting black bloods words,
remember I once prayed,
seeing death smeared on my hands,
the day that I was saved.
A tale of woe, deceit and dread,
Of love now turned to sadness spread.
In blame my gaze did fall upon,
A window frame, with truth upon.
A sight most dire, 'twas clear to see,
She with another man so free.
Her lover came, and to him she kissed,
A deception, an art she had perfected.
He believed her sweet, beguiling lies,
Unknowing of her devious disguise.
But her false love was not to last,
For truth can always break.
She left, with lies to ensnare,
A betrayal to leave despair.
A scarring wound that lingers still,
A love to break a fragile urn of will.
A trust that's been made false and fake,
A love that crumbles to heartbreak's wake.
This tale of woe did teach me clear,
No spark of falsehood should I hold so dear.
For lies can burn and leave a scar,
That takes eons to heal afar.
Being a ghost is sad unless you are living in the present.
Reaching out to you was a chance for you to become part of my life
It may feel like you are alone; however, you are acting in the manner of a pheasant
Well, you are nothing but useless as you are afraid to become a wife
I saw and heard that you may be different as you were interested in my future title
Well, you will never own a piece from a genuine heart
You would rather be avoidant and find a person that does not have a prestigious title
Find your false love in a place that everyone could hear you fart
Wasting my time to give you the opportunity to have a date
You decided to ignore me as you feared that I would want you to become wiser
When I give a person my time, it is an interview for the them to become my potential mate
Now I would not even consider you the light of the sun as a visor
You are a tease MaKenna!
Just like the metaphorical Malena!
Moonrise, misty eyes.
My love sleeps in foreign arms.
Tasting false and forbidden charms.
Sunrise, magic eyes.
My love keeps my love alive,
As though he's done no harm.
He walks straight and tall into my morning,
Speaks to me of love undying.
He looks deeply into my eyes
And believes I don't know he's lying.
Whose the jester, whose the fool?
My love breaks every cherished rule.
But the morning will not find me waiting,
Or his false love reinstating.
Moonrise, clear eyes.
I walk straight and tall into the night.
I think of peace and love undying.
I look deeply into my soul, and even though
I know what I now know, vow to love myself instead.
Self-love redeems and purifies.
There is no longer need for self-lies.
Though I walk alone, it is not in darkness.
Moonrise, sunrise, no longer matters, no wrong, no right.
I am clothed in Light, Love's true guise.
Copyright Chula Fleming Aug 1, 1986
In the grip of darkness, shadows fall,
Echoes of laughter, haunt my soul.
False love fills our space, where hope was bright,
In the grip of darkness, shadows fall,
Echoes of laughter, haunt my soul.
False love fills our space, where hope was bright,
Blood runs down the virgin’s cheeks, lost in the night.
I want to run away, yeah I want to get out,
The dreams of my youth, now are choked by doubt.
Teachings of justice? Nowhere to be found,
Fists of righteousness, lay broken on the ground.
So I say…
Farewell, World,
Farewell to the days I held dear.
Let us go forth to seek the light,
Farewell, World,
The heavens rage, our punishment unfolds,
A prophecy of darkness, a story retold.
I want to cry out, but I’m at my limit,
The days of my youth, where do I fit in?
Smiles of children are nowhere to be found,
Young women hidden, lost without a sound.
Ambitions of young men, swept away by strife,
Vows of marriage broken, what’s left of life?
So I say…
Farewell, World,
Farewell to the days I held dear.
Let us go forth to seek the light,
Farewell, World,
A reign of blood, a World of corruption,
People remain silent, what are they waiting for?
I want to run, I want to fly away,
Nostalgia’s a dream that won't return today.
In this sorrow, can we birth a new era?
A limitless love, let’s rise from this terror.
A forever unending paradise awaits,
A World beyond these prison gates.
So I say…
Farewell, World,
Farewell to the days I held dear.
Let us go forth to seek the light,
Farewell to the days we held dear.
Leave this new dark age, let the light near.
To drop my chalice filled with passion's pain
From crooked hands clenched in your darkest mind
Its wormwood drought, is less of bile that stains
Let spill and wash this earthen floor of time
Quickly flee from this dung lit realm of shades
And seek your silver empty cup to fill
In pouring fountains of the willing hearts
That always flow beyond the farthest hill
It's where I lost your love for evermore
Drift into dark before the setting sun
Fled my world like shadows the light abhors
Pierced my beating heart until night begun
A monument now crumbles in my heart
Left to lay as false love, a stone rampart
I look at the sky as an ocean of freedom, a realm of boundless flight,
where birds sketch their destinies on the blue canvas of infinity,
and I wonder why I remain where wings are just unlived dreams,
but the mirror shows me the answer, a truth hidden deep in my heart,
for my wings were never broken, just taught not to open.
Every time they flutter, a voice whispers to me of gravity,
of duties and guilts dressed in the cloak of false love,
carrying in my chest cages built from old promises and unspoken rules,
their doors have always been open, but fear shouted louder than the wind.
I have grown roots in places I should have left long ago,
I called them loyalty, I called them home, but they were just the comfort of familiar pain,
and now, I lift my gaze to the sky with longing, not because I cannot fly,
but because I have not yet learned to believe I deserve to be among the stars.