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Jim Campbell Poem
My Heart Bleeds Tears
By Jim Campbell
My heart bleeds tears
For the voices
I can no longer hear
For the hands I can
No longer hold
My eyes cry
Like a river
That tears through
The land
Never ending
Never ceding
Washing away my heart
I watch as your essence
flows away
The memories
The joys
In my mind still stay
Yet the thoughts
Of never seeing you
Come washing in
As do the fears
That are always here
And then
My heart bleeds tears…..
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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I lay to waste
The sweetest lips
And drink to taste
The bitter sips
I close my eyes
To the beautiful face
And dream the lies
Away without a trace
I chose to stray
From the heart I hold
And put it away
Like the clothes we fold
I live with pain
From what I’ve done
And grasp in vain
Nothing under the sun….
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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Jim Campbell Poem
In hell
Souls burn
Liars dwell
No return..
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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Jim Campbell Poem
The haiku
Words few
Who knew
As we do..
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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Jim Campbell Poem
The Blackbird
Looms over my grave
At my funeral
Nobody came
Not a soken word
For this slave
Neither a hero
Or unbrave
A life with nothing to show
His last words wen't unheard
The only one he really did know
Was the Blackbird
That looms over his grave..
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You can only just tell
The goodness that shines from within
Coming from the brownest eyes
to the touch of the golden skin
Each day is like a new surprise
Given to a hope that this may not end
And all my blues are left to the skies
Leaving more than enough smiles to lend
My mind sways to a brand new beat
As she dances with a soul she never did know
Only God knows why the two did meet
Or if a planted seed was meant to grow
or remain in the moment of the heartbeat
Within the blessings of her Beautiful Soul....
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2008
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Loves lost anatomy
It’s heart resides in each body
To each there is autonomy
Some loves comes freely
For others the headlines are gloomy
You could search there necrology
Heartbreakers live in infamy
Wandering forever endlessly
Are the victims searching for what could be
They cry for they are so lonely
Living in the painful memory
Longing for her he
He longing for she
Living in misery
Pretending to be happy
There own undesired agony
Then there are those who seemingly
Receive love so easily
Give it so honestly
It touches them gently
Two souls far from a dichotomy
Becoming one in this vast empty
The heartbroken watch in envy
Cant grasp this concept mentally
As they see lovers and their loyalty
Holding hands softly and openly
Intertwined for all eternity
Only wanting to receive that sincerity
And their two worlds spin diagonally
As some become loves lost anatomy.
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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Jim Campbell Poem
Forgettable are you
Unforgiving and blue
Cunningly speaking words untrue
Killed my heart so true
Your words said I was your boo
Only I was played like a fool
Understanding a love now I never knew
I always feel I’m a bit askew
My pain you gave to me to accrue
Never wanting not to ensue
Only I must make do
Tearing into the skin like a tattoo
Deconstructing me into nothing new
Overwhelmed by what you put me through
Nothing I’m made in lieu
Everlastingly forgettable are you!
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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The crooked tree
Leans over me
Above my Head
The branch is dead
Yet the leaves are green
Where I sit and dream
It hears my cries
As tears from my eyes
Won't let it die
Until my death
Thats where I'll be
Just me only
And the crooked tree.
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Cupid calls
To my heart of slate
Underneath the walls
In front of the gate
There he falls
His arrows won't penetrate
Just dissipate
Into thousands
Of granules of sand
Which will coat
His bloody hand
That was used
To break many man
From his bow
Arrows no longer fled
For he knows now
Love is truly dead….
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2008
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