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The last rays of sunshine disappear
as the dark clouds interweave,
The show ends, and the crowd leaves,
Left behind were dashed hopes and
unfulfilled dreams scattered on the
ground,
Next to the exit door was this unfulfilled
dream, unwrapped and unbound.
An unchivalrous Knight abandons his
Lady Love, breaking his promise,
severing their bond,
Searching high and low, he was nowhere
to be seen and nowhere to be found,
He left behind a once cheerfully bright
soul, like a Spring Blossom, in a sea of
tears drifting far and wide.
Her shattered heart helplessly looks
on as memories slip like sand
through fingers,
And while feelings of betrayal and
abandonment still lingers,
In the garden of her heart where love
once lived, silence blooms,
Her body, painful and lifeless, cries
out in agony from grief and sadness
that looms.
Seeking solace, she looks for a way
to escape and a place to hide,
Finding none, her heart cries silently
knowing she must endure and muster
the courage to take the next stride.
By Zyrool
Full of force
Full of life
Life loves lust
Life lifts laughs
Laughs over tears
Laughs off the pain
Pain paid prophet
Pain predicted poison
Poison on the mind
Poison in our food
Food foreign fragile
Food forever fake
Fake news is real
Fake family fun
Fun is limited
Fun uniquely shattered
Shattered dreams
Shattered heart
Heart full of ice
Heart racing
Racing against time
Racing against humanity
Humanity has to fight
Humanity stripped of rights
Rights to free speech
Rights to vote
Vote for peace
Vote for proper protection
Protection from our government
Protection from our citizens
Citizens above the law
Citizens who had enough
Enough flags being raised
Enough evil evidence
Evidence we shall ignore
Evidence says Jesus wept
Wept for the dead
Wept for the living
Living organisms fail
Living God heals
Heals heaven's heart
Heals harmful hail
Hail stones freezing
Hail holy history
History unfrozen
History rewritten
Rewritten heroes
Rewritten villains
Villains
Heroes
If I could paint a picture
to show you how I feel,
deep inside my shattered heart
so you'd know it was real.
It would look just like a ghost town
with sad song stories to tell,
of all of the haunting reasons
our love went straight to hell
You spent all of our money,
that closed up the bank.
Then the love inside your eyes
just suddenly went blank.
The doc said we were crazy,
far beyond what he could do,
so he packed up his practice,
said this place was like a zoo.
You never liked my cookin'
That made for one more chore.
So I learned to avoid it,
and the market closed their door.
We used to have so many friends
but you the big buffoon,
got us kicked out of the bars
which 86'd saloons.
The sheriff said we're trouble,
but only to each other.
He locked up the jailhouse
and moved back home with his mother.
That just left the two of us
on empty streets to roam,
knowin' it was far too late
to make this town our home.
With all our friends and family
we pledged a solemn vow,
to live our lives together,
we would work it out somehow.
Then I felt your hand leave mine
and distance there would grow,
you started spending nights away
in places I don't know.
I find myself still standing here
desperately alone,
on desolated dusty streets
of memories I'm shown.
In this quiet lonely ghost town
made of all the lies you'd tell,
our heavenly love story turned
into a slice of hell.
-Jeannie Minor
You left us John, yet life goes on
You left too soon, unhealing wound
My brother,
Though cousin;
Closest to me
In our childhood home,
Torn from our tree
Could you have known
The heartache you'd sown
No one can replace you John
In the eight years that you've
Been gone
Remembering you, and hearing
A song
The world spins,
Time moves along
Poet, deep heart, brother mine
We breathe, we live
No, we're not fine
Your pain was deep and traceable
You knew you were Irreplaceable
Now your widows picked up the pieces
Her shattered heart loves again, though
Her pain never ceases
How we've longed to see your face
Your gone: cannot be replaced
The world spins, and life goes on
But you are SO missed brother John
When I closed the door one last time
Turning to say my last good byes
You lay slumped in silence as I cried;
Where once you sparkled with honor and pride
Now, sadly, I leave you behind, alone
Destined for places unknown
Gathering the pieces of my shattered heart
Each a reminder of the hope we would never part
All the adventures we would take, on highways
And winding country roads over mountains that led to the sea
Through rainstorms and blizzards and hot blistery days
In daylight and darkness we were free
Then, on that fateful Sunday morning,
As we drove along happily in song
Our relationship stricken and irreparably torn
By a reckless incident that now, I morn.
Written for my daughter, whose sadness I share.
He felt he owed it to the leader and fatherland the country
of ancestry and birth and joined the conquest in cold blood
convinced that a chill in his bones was better than defeat
a young universal soldier of courage and deceitful promises
Honour glory and battle screams lured him into the war
of all wars for freedom justice and a badge on his chest
With stealthy resolve and his trigger finger happy to kill
he marched crawled and cowered in bottomless trenches
fierce brave proud and ready to give his boyish conviction
cannon fodder no doubt but he never hesitated for the cause
believed to be on the right side of endless history and death
Invincible he had no conscience other than contempt for
the weak and unworthy who stood in the way of his rifle
They gave him the Iron Cross First Class for surviving
enemy fire so violent that most of his comrades vanished
with a last prayer and thoughts of their loved ones at home
Ultimately his battalion was mangled and the medal crushed
by tank chains when the rusty pin pierced deep into his thorax
Missing in action presumed killed he was reduced to a letter
widow notified that he received a distinguished service award
but the terminal token staid buried close to his shattered heart
23rd March 2021
Facets, only fragments of me I will let you see,
remnants of my life, delicate and broken I keep locked inside, with
anguish and sad memories of lost love, I
grieve for my love under the cold earth, just a name engraved.
Inside me there is a heart, porcelain like glass, so don't come all
la-di-da and expect me to just fall in love with you,
easily, because I fear losing my heart, again.
Heartbroken and vulnerable I stand before you and my,
emotions are swirling and twirling within my
ailing eggshell soul and running from love is what I do, but I am,
ready to love a like-minded man, a kindred spirit, so
take this tattered soul and heal it, and take this,
shattered heart and hold it in your strong hands, my love.
______________________
October 15, 2016
Acrostic/Free Verse
For the contest, Fragile Hearts- Acrostic
sponsor, John Hamilton
First Place
In the passion sea of my yearning the bliss waves
swelled like swirling lattice of your sapphire smile.
With the mesmeric moonbeam motif of your charm,
its sparkle splashed on our entwined essence.
In your embrace my subtle senses delicately turned
into rapture rhythm of my heart, enchanted within,
set the lingering longing so long latent
to sail in the sensual stream of my ardent desire.
In the scintillating flow of the zooming zephyr,
as you drifted away unconcerned past me,
blowing a devastating storm of broken promises,
my fervor lay fragmented in the wreckage of ecstasy.
Unmet expectations damaged the dormant psyche,
futile promises smothered the rays of fading hope,
lacerating betrayal tore the trellis of my mangled mind.
My life was wrecked by your atrocious demeanor.
With the body and mind ravaged by the strike of severance
my life was no longer an epitome of charming concept,
for the piteous ruins of the shattered heart piled up
in silent pain at the fathomless depth of abysmal despair.
A weary traveler wandering in wasteland, I was adrift
on a futile journey to nowhere destined to end forlorn,
along the contours of convoluted life in winter night,
when all the promises my mind nurtured were broken.
Free from the captivity of depraved love,
my agonized heart pined to rejuvenate,
hoping to find the secret of solace for the soul,
waiting for the time to re-invent the self-worth.
I’d rise from the ruins of the shattered heart,
soar on ethereal air of yearning in your void firmament.
Before the pale dust of twilight effaces my fading time,
I’d fly for the final rest to the nest of broken promises.
The surging storm splitting apart the falling sky,
blows with the harrowing fury in the wan mind wiry,
the flaring wrath burns like blazing badland in a flash,
scorching the desiccated soul to a stack of still ash.
When thunderous storm of sorrow pours dismal rain,
the shattered heart drowns in the dungeon of pain,
the banks of mind break, eroded by dense despair,
the river of affliction in full flood flows in nightmare.
When opaque nights are moonless and dull days hazy,
to steer the life adrift in the mist of maze is not easy.
When garden flowers turn pale and pasture grass brown,
the unshed tears fill up my mind where all hopes drown.
In enthused draft the gloomy cloud drifts out of sight,
as the shining stars glitter bright in the moonlit night,
through the radiant air the satin surfs of stardust flow,
my mind drinks the ambrosia of joy from its astral glow.
I don’t drown dreams in the sea of despair, travel content
on the segments of new road I pave in my time present,
not feeling the mind lose the way, I let it delve inside,
that’s where I discover the abode of ecstasy to reside.
______________
January 24, 2023
Contest : How Do You Feel
Sponsored by : Mystic Rose Rose
“Lost love returns on waves of memory
in the sea of melancholy” – Quote by Poet
My gloomy sky showers sonorous rain with melody of tears,
the drenched debris of my shattered heart ruefully hears.
The rainbow colors paint your portrait in transient twilight,
the clumps of gilded cloud frame it on their fervent flight.
As its shimmering shadow floats in the sea of my emotion,
in the squall of passion my longing waves dance in elation.
Before your image sinks into dismal depth of my morose core,
the waves bring it back, adorned with pearls, to my mind’s shore.