If a person has cheated us
It is better we do not curse
God will take the best action
Giving to us fine protection
Let us not feel terribly sorry
And bring to our mind injury
Instead let us try to forget
So that bliss we can get
Of course scars are severe
And memories cause tear
Still, let us somehow manage
And try to get enough courage
That person has badly blundered
A heinous act is cruelly rendered
God will make the needed move
Power of Justice, He will prove
Our tears have flooded heaven
Our stomachs burn like oven
Revenge is not our ultimate aim
Though we had a very bad time
The worst losses we suffered
But, pure kindness we offered
We came across great traitors
But, we are really lawful fighters
Let us keep our mind steady
And offer to all kind remedy
Let us fill our heart with mercy
Being kind must be our policy
By pure love, we are urged
Strongly we have emerged
Let us forget all their fault
Let love occupy heart-vault
Kindness is the best defense
It only proves God's presence
Kindness will pave a safe path
Let it replace meaningless wrath.
Feeling faithfulness freely
And we need to feel accepted
Nostalgic de ja vus make me feel empathy
Terribly sorry for treating everyone horribly
And I feel happier now than I ever did
Because I fallowship with the thoughts of Listen
Understand that we are full of cheerfulness and cleverness creates courage within us
Love is hopeful happiness and sincerity of sweetness is from the Holy Spirit
Obviously, I have been blind for so long...I’m sorry if I have hurt any of you in any way because of my upbringing...
U matter most
So, feel fantabulous and have a fun, freedom-like experience, starting at Home
It's the latest intellectual thing; it's in vogue
To dare to say it doesn't make you a rogue
You can let people know that experts can show
That we are just two-legged animals: It's so!
Between us are no unbridgeable separations
We are merely advanced animal mutations
Our music no better than a Thai elephant's clanging
Our language duplicated by an ape on a keyboard banging
So, I'm terribly sorry to be behind the times here
But I find all of this to be unutterably *****
For to me it is the height of laughable misinformation
To try to conceive of an animal with a human's imagination
I feel terribly sorry for Rodger
He developed a kink in his todger
It looked such a sight
when bent to the right
that his poor wife ran off with the lodger!
Submitted to Any poem (not for contest)
Sponsored by Broken Wings
1st January 2016
The Cold Truth.
I wouldn't lie to you about how I feel.
You deserve better.
I won't kiss you because it'll feel real.
And you deserve better.
I can't give you what you're asking for,
I can't give you what you need.
But I can give you my honesty,
So take it please.
My heart doesn't stop when I hear your name,
Don't let yours so the same for me.
I'm terribly sorry.
•••••••••
He said to me.
It knocked me away like a tree
From a harsh summer breeze.
How was I to function after something like that?
All the pieces that I've put together with the glue of my fairytale..
It's broken.
My soul..
What soul?
I am now hollow.
At least, he was honest, right?
Someone tell me that's the bright side...
-A.Weekes
Came from a long lost love story,
Ruining myself and terribly sorry.
Unwanted days of countless heartache,
I throw pictures of endless heartbreak.
Trying to be back to be in an old me,
Can’t find myself because this is new me.
Breathing and believing that everything is sound.
Broken promises should all need to drown.
I cannot run off on this cruel reality,
It feels like pain is a symbol of infinity.
I’ll never ever want to be back again,
Can’t be so serious in a love that has a bad end.
Fearful again to say I love you,
I don’t know if our love was all true.
Can’t possibly to say I’m all well prepare,
Breathing under is a process that I should take care.
How boring to write about love all the time
But it does make the world go round
First thing every morning and last thing at night
My mind is romance bound
A mushy old man who's long past his prime
For the old urge I'm never bereft
The sight of a young girl in very short shorts
Can still makes me catch my breath
Guess until they finally nail down my casket
And bury me in the ground
I'll still love the sight of a beautiful woman
It will still send me heaven bound
It's the way it's been and always will be
As long as pretty girls cavort
Makes us males think of a tussle in the hay
To an afternoon of pleasure it transports
I'm terribly sorry, sure got carried away
Remembering how virile I once was
When you're as old as me it's all I have left
These sweet images makes me blush
© Jack Ellison 2014
He sits at a booth and orders for everyone:
"Eliza will have a strawberry lemonade
and a salad, no dressing;
Hubert will take an ice-cold beer
to wash down his steak;
my grandmother, here, will have the chicken
and green beans;
and I suppose I'd like the duck."
The waitress responds to his requests:
"I'm terribly sorry, sir, but I’m terribly confused.
I see no Eliza to serve a lemon or salad;
and Hubert’s not here to prove he’s of age.
Your grandmother, dear, I’m afraid isn’t here;
and we don’t have duck here to put on your plate.
I'm sorry to say, mister,
but you are alone.
No one is here with you tonight."
He stares up at her, baffled—
two tangled prisms absorbing dim light
"Miss, I insist, please bring me the food.
My friends and I have grown weary
from battle and war and we need to dress our wounds.
Miss, can’t you see that we’re brutally beaten?"
"Sir, I’m sorry to say that you are not damaged
or beaten in any kind of way. Your clothing is bright
and your hair is all combed.
You are still very much alone."
He stands up straight and sighs,
"a man is born alone and so, alone is how he dies."
I wonder and I wonder.
and I wonder and I wonder.
what I could have done.
What I could have done
so that this never happened.
so that we never fought like we did
So that it never escalated to this.
What I could have done to make it better
so that it wouldn’t have to end this way.
so that you would stay.
what I could have done so that it never gave you even the slightest thought.
so that you’d never ever look back to that day.
the thought that made you say
you no longer wanted to stay.
I am so terribly sorry that I am not everything you wanted me to be.
I am so sorry that it wasn’t good enough just being me.
I know that I am not perfect
and I have many many flaws.
but I wanted to work through our differences
because I believed in you
and I believed in us
and what we could both be.
Together.
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
Our time is over
and now I am so alone
with nowhere to go.
I’m left alone to pick up the pieces you left for me.
Every one is just so- unnotified, About those on the other side
But, when I dream of stopping time, It's not for you and I
So don't make me explain, Your not really in my brain
nor in my heart, but I'm smart
and I'm playing stupid, So when I say
Screw you- I really mean it
Another one; Another memory to forget
I'm terribly sorry for the things I haven't said yet
Stop looking- I'm right here
Your walls don't move, mine do
And we all scream "Forget it!"
But, someday we'll turn around in our tracks
and stare at the footprints we made, and how,
the more time that passes and the more lessons we learn,
our footprints got a little bit bigger...
and then we look at our feet and say
"I've come a long way from then"
but, until then we can just say
Screw you- and we really mean it
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