Long Pain love Poems
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My skin is aching,tender, loss has pierced
My heart needs walls, its boundary has gone
I miss the touch of love from him so dear
A belt of metal pins brought me tears
Why suffer this till I am quite undone?
My skin is aching,tender, by loss pierced
We forget that grief is close to fear
Then alone, we panic, what’s to come?
I ache without the love from him so dear
Psychotic with no unity, who steers?
My head is so remote,I have no plan
My skin is aching,tender, by loss pierced
Cursed be the One who made our sphere
Since Eden went,by so called sin undone
I ache without the love from someone dear
I should get my cell, like Julian
Hide inside the church wall, will Love come?
My skin is aching,tender, loss has pierced
Uncaressed by him whom I held dea
Demon Heart
Do you think? Yes. You think. A demon doesn’t have a heart
But have. Sure. Demons are despised creatures. Not evils
Hmm. Shadow creatures. No. They are not that. Afraiders
From and about life. Yes. Demons are poor. Poors. Alone lives
Alone lives, lonely lives. Watch me. The wanderer. Green guy
Wood and forest heart. You don’t know how many demons are
Live like this. Yes. We are suffering. We are afraid of people
We are despised and cursed creatures. People hate demons
We live alone. We have no community with humanity. Hmm
Suffering, just suffering alone. Painful this life. A broken heart
Demons have feelings, emotions, breathing, and a heartbeat
We feel we are ultrasensoral, our souls are different from man
We are not humans. Our emotional scale is absolutely different
You will feel my smile for pain, and my suffering for a happy time
We are demons. Dark creatures. But inside, our souls. Are heart
We are alone, we have no life. No love. Owned by selfish women
The love. A demon can’t get love. Here. That’s why coming love
Coming. Comes. From different worlds. Ladies with cloudy loves
Yes, from the calling world and worlds. Heaven of love. Savers
They save our lives. Poor demons. Need women. Can’t find
Hmm. We are saved. By women
Loved. To here. From different words
Saving
The demons
Human lover
Demons
What a Life!
I was Inspired to write this Poem, because I wanted to create a few verses that could readily or easily be turned into a song. It talks about the struggles of having something of Value, i.e. Land, Diamonds, Oil, Other Minerals, etc. and encountering someone, or an entity with Great Physical Power, and the Dynamics of that Relationship. Whether or not if Justice, Concepts of Right and Wrong, and Human Decency come into Play, or if it all Boils down to Money, Greed, and Manipulation by the Use of Power and Force?
A Letter to a Friend!
The Events that took place which inspired me to write this Poem, is that while watching the news, I saw a situation where a young black male, i.e. Mr. George Floyd was stopped, arrested or questioned and the excessive use of Force was Employed, used or invoked which lead to his eventual Death. Which I think was unnecessary and completely avoidable. For in Identical situations or circumstances for individuals of the Caucasian race, this escalation of violence seldom if ever happens or not as frequently as it appears that it occurs when dealing with members of minority populations i.e. black, brown, or Other Segments of Society.
What I Miss Most are the Words left Unsaid!
This Poem came About by the Sudden Passing of My Father, and how unexpected it was seeing that I had spoken with him the previous weekend. The Pain, Love, Regret, and Other Emotions which I Felt suddenly come to the Forefront or Surface of My Mind, which I had to deal with. The Lives he Left behind, and the Implications of Choices which He Made While he was still Living.
While You Were Here, I Wonder if You Thought On These Things Too?
This Poem was Inspired by the Feeling(s) Evoked by My Father's Sudden Passing, and the Realization that I Still Love Him, Though HE Was Not Perfect, For He Had Numerous Children born to Women who were not my Mother. Though Him Being Married to my Mother the Whole Time, made me Question Fidelity, Love, Integrity, Honesty and Numerous Other Concepts which I Had Always Taken for Granted. As Their meaning and Definition being explained in the Oxford or Webster Dictionary. My Relationship with Him is More Complicated Than That.
Sucking away vitality destroying your soul;
His delusions and anger cannot hide what's inside;
Vehemence in the face of adversity his demeanor breeds fear
Apprehensive, what next? Violence erupts once again
Diabolical meanderings, picturing situations untrue;
Poisoning the atmosphere, with no thoughts visible to you
Twisting fact and fiction, in his mind, is it really true?
Jumping from conclusion to conclusion keeping his anger fueled
Is it guilt feeding his mind? His conscience troubling him?
Accusations stem from nothing! He really has no clue!
Shutting down emotionally turning numb thru and thru
He keeps the fire rolling, breeding contempt nothing new
Running from the fallacy, of what life really means for him;
Threats and ultimatums destructive to all on his whim;
Forces the confrontation another hell night to live thru
Stay awake, or hope and pray he falls asleep before you do?
Don't contemplate what harm sleeping may cause for you
Only retaliates is there nothing you can do?
Screaming although its late it's time to pay your dues
Demonstrates there is no debate, saying lies that are untrue;
Can anyone relate, to pain once it begins?
No way to escape fate, the broken record never ends;
Accept now what is, not longing for should have been(s),
what was, is not, what is, what a tragic end
There never was a what was, its an imagined should have been
Form:
Passing sunsets are constant reminders
To the evanescence of existence
Dazzled before, my heart now wears blinders
Mindfully leery of love's redolence
Lonely and sad in harbored seclusion
Cognizant of pain love hides behind her
But faith bears hope for fate's blind intrusion
Love will eventually show her hands
With room in my heart for love to reside
And ample space for new warmth to flourish
Malice departed, pain slowly subsides
Forthcoming a new babe to be nourished
Sunrise enlightens dawn of each new day
Revitalizing a good heart betrayed
English Sonnet Rhyme scheme abab cacd efef gg
!4 lines 10 syllables per line 140 syllables 90 words
Redolence: brilliance, radiance
I thought our love was unending, I thought I’d never deny the feelings that grow stronger as each day passes by.
I thought I knew exactly what was going through your head, and perhaps it would have been better to leave some things unsaid.
I thought this was an unending journey to a better life somewhere, and that we would grow stronger with all the feelings that we share.
I thought I held all the things that I treasure most, and there would be no more room for the word almost.
But, as the tears burn my cheeks and I sit down to cry, I know that you love me less as each day passes by.
This may be my last confession, and somehow, I already know that I must pick up the broken pieces and somehow let you go.
Why can’t this be perfect, why is it so hard to understand, the human nature that grows between a woman and a man?
If love is truly intended for those who seek it out, then I’ll always be lost in the shadow of a doubt.
I cannot take the pain, for I deserve it even less, and I never took our love in vain and I really tried my best.
You’ll probably never read these words because I lost sound long ago, and I must save my broken heart before I lose my soul.
But, if you ever care to hear what I have to say, from my lips to your addled ear,
I stopped loving you today.
When you see others hurting and your heart doesn’t cry,
Look inside and ask yourself the answer to your why?
The path we’re given here on Earth is so we can learn.
To begin the learning process, we must feel concern.
For each to evolve while on this Earth, each must transform.
Right choices made along the way seldom cause much harm.
Look upon others from you heart, so you see their need,
Helping others where they’re at is how you plant the seed.
For all that’s created with Love as it’s source,
Can be looked at later with no remorse.
Some parts of the path may sometimes be tough,
But the strength provided is always enough.
Follow the guidance of the Spirit within,
With Love as your source, you’ll always win.
Struggle is important, it’s just part of the test,
The grade will not matter when you’ve done your best.
Whether your sons, daughters, fathers, or mothers,
Spend part of your life’s time learning to love others.
Now you’ve learned to love, show you believe,
It’s better to give than to receive.
It hurts when you quarrel with the one you love,
pent-up pressures begin building up inside;
till a trickle of tears spawns a raging storm:
that's fueled by anger.
As the air crackles with lightning emotions:
tensions tighten; almost to the breaking point,
as feelings of pain, love, and anger conflict:
while vying for your heart.
It's impossible to erase spoken words:
but their potency decreases over time;
diluted by apologies and regrets,
as anger fizzles out.
When lovers fight, there's no winner or loser:
both willingly capitulate, in the end,
for when the tears dry, and the thunderclaps cease:
love will laugh at the storm.
She's all dolled up ready to go looking hot
That's better than she's used to
Out on the town looking around for a guy
That's better than she's used to
Looking cute in her go-getter suite wish she were mine
That's better than she's used to
I see her face in the middle of the night
I lay awake and wonder why
a love so strong could ever die
And I cry...
She's all dolled up ready to go looking hot
That's better than she's used to
Out on the town looking around for a guy
That's better than she's used to
Looking cute in her go-getter suite wish she were mine
That's better than she's used to
when the heart cracks
the whole body trembles in disguise
When a heart breaks
only tears glue broken pieces
it is a spear pierced in the middle of a life
I now know the kicks of love
that has no defence
the tricks and pain of love
I now know the rain of love
I here wear this dehydrated face
sweat is simply a sign of separation
Love is a path heading to no directions
you know it was wrong and long when you kiss it's burning base
when you realise you are dead but living
And when a heart leaks
It is the entire human souls with sores
that scratches does deepen it
And when a man cry
It is more than a funeral in hell
His heart becomes a cell
it becomes an ax, an exception to human affection
My heart is now a river I surf on
A lake I have drowned in
an ocean that washes my dirty self
A mirror that break my bones into dust
and no lust lasting in me anymore
Am I a prodigal son
The only masculine devil that feels the heat of the sun
that get carried by the warm wind blowing from the south
Am I a chameleon
whose journey to happiness costs a million sad steps ?
By John Kazadi
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