Short Deathlove Poems
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Death has the victory today
My love is carried away
Breath is no longer his stay
My sorrow is deep like the sky
Loss is deep festering wound this way
My precious love took my heart
Now I will make a new start
Half existing, vision swimming
to be completed...
Counting down the days until i die
on this bed of thorns and nail
i will forever cry.
in life you won't see me try to patch
up all this pain.
hatred mends the holes in my heart
hold on you haven't heard the best part.
i will burn myself upon the stake.
oh yes, such a heavenly trait
to hate to love and love to hate.
it's tearing me to pieces.
Do You Remember us, the TEARS of LOVE : Growing in Yesterday
I Lived with YOUR Mother, in a Tear “ Shed AT YOUR Birth “
Do YOU Remember, the Tears of LOVE, YOU thought YOU threw AWAY
I was that, Tear : The History : The Past, the Dreams,” Living in Yesterday “
With LOVE to All , YOUR Liege… HG ( Harry )
To Be Continued
If you are feeling low, if you have had a loss
do not not dwell on it too long, maybe because
the lost one wouldn`t want this,and one day you will find
the one you love is with you from the top bottom and behind
Life goes on but there`s a gap.like a continuous running tap
family love and all close friends
will be with you til the end
to lift your spirits and make amends .
SHOWCASE OF VERSE any theme/verse max 10
SPONSOR Brian STRAND
'Twas her erotic branch,
And soft seductive
leaves,
That caused my veins to
bleed and branch,
Outside of cotton
sleeves
'Twas I in love with lust?
Or lust in love with me?
It was her heart I could
not trust,
Yet her...I would marry
Not use to love I cried,
A river of a well,
While sacrificing all my
pride,
To hear the harps of
hell
'Twas her erotic branch,
And soft seductive
leaves,
That caused my veins to
bleed and branch,
Outside of cotton
sleeves
Cold nights and darken days,
A setting sun, a cloudy haze.
Tear filled eye’s and a pain filled soul,
My life is gone, a blackened hole.
Is this all that’s left for me,
An empty life, my own dead sea.
Longing for love I linger on,
A ghost in the wind trapped for an aeon.
Beaten, raped, broke, and bruised,
Who would love someone so dirty and used.
Alone in a gutter waiting to die,
With tear filled eyes I start to cry.
Time to give in, time to let go,
My spirit is gone I am hollow.