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Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: betrayal, break up, heartbroken, jealousy, lost love, love hurts, lust,

Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday, I went home for lunch, I never go home for lunch. When I got to our apartment  I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key.  Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning.  I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key. I reached for the door knob and turned. The door was open.  I don't know how I knew. The moment I entered I knew.  I froze. I could feel it, smell it, hell I could taste it. I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,  my lungs were grasping for air  for some oxygen  some sweet, sweet oxygen but I could barely breathe. “Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking. Not really walking,  it was like moving through mud,  like a slow motion scene in a movie.  But this wasn't a movie.  This was my life and I could feel it slipping away  from my grasp. I heard noises! Francine.  I had heard those noises a hundred times before,  they were the sounds of an Angel  but this was no heaven  this was my own private nightmare. The moans traveled through the muck in the air  amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker.  It mocked me over and over again. Climbing a mountain might have been easier  but I finally reached the bedroom, and there they were, and there she was. I knew, I knew the moment I entered the apartment.  Why hadn't I just turned back?  I could barely see, my eyes were blurry,  covered in layers of my own tears. I could see her  I knew I had never seen him before. They were naked and in our bed.  Naked in OUR BED! How do you that? How do you cross the line to that extreme? You'd think the green eyed monster  would control my actions from here on in.  I did see green! I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to end up the morning headline in the newspaper. That monster jealousy was by my side but I took charge.  I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now. You'd think I would be mad, I wasn't. You'd think I'd curse and call her whore. I didn't! Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.   This hacked away at my spirit,  tore away at my self worth. I felt like a pile of worthless shreds. I spoke I mean my lips moved and words came out... I think.  I think I said,  I'm not sure it all happened so fast, she never spoke. I could see the shame on her face  she didn't need to speak,  but, but I think I said 'Sorry... I said Sorry and I left. I wandered for what seemed hours,  it was minutes.  It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer;  there just wasn't any music anymore. I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart.  Like a broken record it was skipping, like a broken record it played  in a loop of repetitive monotony. I suffered in my circled steps  until I couldn't stand it any more. I found just enough strength  to return to the apartment. I knew she was gone  I already felt the emptiness in my whole. We'd never see each other again. We had been so much. She was a big part of my life. She was the love of my life. I would never love anyone like that again. So much of her was me. I thought she was my soul mate. We let go of all of it. There is a feeling of betrayal. A feeling of disgust. A jealousy that takes over. I'd never look at her the same again. Everything she ever did from that day on would always make me suspicious. Jealousy would rule me. Jealousy should never rule anyone. If you can't trust the people in your life, friend or lover, you need to remove that person from your life. You have to remove that person out of your life. Trust, is the only gift we can offer. Friend, lover or stranger! People can trust me. My word is my bond. I let her go,  I really didn't have a choice I would never be the same again. She was gone. She had left a note. It said Sorry! Sorry! We both were. Maurice Yvonne 11~30~2014 Sponsor: Verlena SWalker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster 
 


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: art, beauty, betrayal, child, cute love, lust, moving on, symbolism,

BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white,   deep shallow wells,   -yet beautiful
He smirks with a grin,  an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard of beauty,   running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pound from shame 
What is his sin,  -he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come into my light, like a good man

I sing and tell a tale, "A Bastard through the night"
His eyes I wage a thousand times,  young and poor, I felt saved
Lying down in the arms of my white knight
My hair perfectly caressed,   he came to my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover,  he did it well,   then went back to his wife
A moment of gold,  the ages live,   his son is born
   "He Was Beautiful!"

Another Bastard brought into this world



Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: angst, betrayal, depression, hurt, imagery, lost love, love hurts,

Yesterday's Fragile Truth

Betrayal has devastated your heart blocking love’s magic before it could start. And depression's quagmire entraps your soul as disparaging lies exact their toll. Chameleon clouds change to match your mood releasing teardrops emotions have brewed. And your heart breaks from the weight of the pain as monsters hide in the thoughts of the sane A fickle sun no longer shares its light sulking within shadows gathered by night. And feigning feelings you struggle to cope for counterfeit smiles leave no room for hope. The specter of fear that penetrates dreams fuels frightening bouts of silent screams. And exiting the tunnel there’s no light for the future’s foggy obscured by fright. The promise of tomorrow made to youth was written on yesterday’s fragile truth. For happiness is a word without weight it's simply a moment devoid of hate. (Rhyme) 4/22/2017


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: abuse, anger, betrayal, conflict, dark, sad, sick,

Bleeding Love

Introducing: Jan Allison & Poet Destroyer

Pierced by shards of shattered glass 
Deeper and deeper you stab me 
With lies and venomous words 
Dissecting my heart piece by piece 
Crushed like the petals of a withered rose 
I’m dying … 
Scarlet blood seeps into my very soul 
    Drip 
       Drip 
          Drip 
Into pieces and a bloody mess 
I sacrificed secrets; 
Secrets you tore and tore, 
Gracing a fake friendship, 
Trust tossed like a sweaty towel 
Now karma a poisonous snake 
You plea.
To be on death row, decomposing 
Dripping into the night -- Silently 
fading and fading 
Stung by my viper lips, 
     smiling 
        grinning 
           laughing 
Until you are no more


~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~


Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: abuse, adventure, anger, betrayal, deep, fire, hate, how i feel, love, me, sleep, world,

Sleeping With The Enemy

SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY

See what you want to see
Don't Look at me!
You are staring you are watching;
Eat what you can't be

Come sleep by my side
The whole world is our playground
Don't make a sound
Stop clowning around

In the mist of the night,
You keep me from crying

I wipe off the taste of your lips
You kiss me starting at my inner hips
You broke me in a way..
I hate to say your love is better every day 
I deny you, the one thing I can't say

You are my pillow
Where I rest my legs,
Can you feel me~
This moment feels right
I just want to die here, 
Die here ~ 
Die here by your side

I sleep with my eyes wide open,
I sleep with the enemy by my side
Come here and hold me
After you watched my worlds collide
Come here and love me
I'm yours till the end of time
You can rock me!
Under the moon and its rhyme
I put it all to a side, how I hate you inside
I can't let go
I just want you to know
I'm a fool in love with you
Even if it doesn't show!

~SKAT~
12- 7- 10


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: betrayal, conflict, depression, emotions, hurt, love hurts, remember, sad, song,

My Song

~Not Like Me~ 

When you were first put into my arms, 
I begged God, to make you nothing like me 
For my sins, ask for no transformation 
This is my song, my meditation 

Look at my face 
Where has it gone, 
You no longer desire to be part of my song 

Look at my life, 
The toll hasn't been paid 
I'm the one suffering every day 

The vengeance of eternal flames, 
   sit near the empty hearth 
Burning my needs to hold you once more, 
I need you more than you'll ever know 

Now, Look at me, at the age of 73 
I have nowhere to go 
Everyone I know awaits in a place of gold 
Unlike you, you're too busy, proud and bold 
------ A different song!!! 

I sing a song, that accentuate's the mind, 
I have no one to blame, I neglected all the signs 
Hoping the rain would slowly die off 

Today here I lay, wondering where I went wrong 
I implored God, to cause you nothing like me 
I have a heart that forgives, and tries to forget 
I kneel, and I give, and I treat others with respect 
My compassion, I measured in the poorest way 

I judged my life worse than the others did 
Why did I ask ---- Not Like Me! 
For my sins, ask for no translation 
This is my song, my speculation 

The dreaded conclusion of this song, 
All I can say, "Be careful what you ask for." 
In the end, all I can say, I got what I asked for 
Someone, who's Not Like Me.....................

By: PD


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: angst, betrayal, break up, cry, heartbreak, loss, lost love,

BEHIND THE SMILE

Just another sinking tear
In this river full of pain
Racing fast to nowhere
A world that's gone insane
Hope committed suicide
Before I had the chance
Forced to live without you
Teased by fool's romance

But it's alright you'll never know
I'm living dead but I don't show
Empty words and hollow eyes
Behind the smile I hide my lies

Everyone has the answer
None of them are right
The blind lead the blind
Pretending to have sight
Love is such a cruel illusion
A distracting fool's delight
Left me poor and naked
Under a waterfall of night

But it's alright you'll never know
I'm living dead but I don't show
Empty words and hollow eyes
Behind the smile I hide my lies

Handcuffed by our society
Scorned to a water grave 
Drowning in a sea of lonely
And too far gone to save

But it's alright you'll never know
I'm living dead but I don't show
Empty words and hollow eyes
Behind the smile I hide my lies

~Lyric Man

Note: I wanted to write a break-up song that was so painful.each line works as a separate, horrific storyAnd it comes like unrelenting waves rushing over its helpless, loveless victimAnd still, this broken soul tries to hide that they've drown in an eternal water grave of rejection, behind a blank, artificial smileMy hope was to create a picture of complete and utter emptinessBecause if you've tasted true love and then lost it forever.that's how desperately awful it feels! 


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: addiction, adventure, betrayal, cute love, day, deep, devotion, me, morning, smile,

AWAKE

AWAKE  ~ IN and OUT ~

Spring arising, before morning light,
I walk under the new epic sun
The aroma of yesterday, gone
Today's the day that will follow tomorrow
I quickly walk a certain walk
Unique is all I can display
Watery eyes staying in the past
While vehicles pass and pass
Crosses lacking faith
I stay awake and mend with my fate
Foggy toys, I want to play
I can't keep up with all your kicks
I look, I stare, at the walls
Bright and early, I step on old dolls
I stay and feel, the way you want
Lifeless, and still so full of energy
Mad words, unconscious forces
My sweet needs, now reside inside of you
Mad, sad, and outside the box
You close every door and keep me away from dark

You only allow me to feel your morning light
Why can't you let me see what's behind the shadows?
Why do you turn on all the lights? 

I'm here the way you want me to be
Happy, and merry, for the world to see
This blindness will continue to spot
Unless you wake up first and remove the dot
You gave me the thirst, you once knew
So filthy, so full of  -spew
Under this closed freaking door
I'm exposed like the midday sun
You bang my head on the wall,
You killed me in a way that made me feel!
I only answer to your call
In and out a hoop~ like a ball
In me, you can not find any real dreams!
Inside you filled me with a raging scream

Sssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 
I'm in wonder around your air castle
Strange and hung on your mantle
Stepping on a one footed slave

Alert, alert Am I!!!
I shake, we kiss, I wake,
You sleep...........................
I zip all things into one zipper.
Pounding my hands against my ears
Crazy, taking a jab upon all jabs
Crazy, you say~ that's me everyday
I'm up and I caress the photo we once had
I lay only staring at you once more
I awake before I sleep
Your promises I keep
In me~ you are also in deep
My stars change everyday
Waiting for you, to pull the trigger
Still wishing to be a sun digger

You can't touch or loosen the knots
Together we will daydream our way to the top
I make your nerve system come alive, 
We run into the wind and listen
Quietly in our chamber of thoughts
Near and far, we both nod off
In this daily race, with no face
No space, 
I caught myself awake, 
The day I fell asleep for you.

by;PD


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: betrayal, break up, hurt, lost love,

For The Last Time


For the last time but as if for the first time, Kiss me with fiery fervor I used to know; I'll shiver with a tingle like your wind chime, I'll forget the lonely nights you left me fallow. For the last time but as if for the first time, Caress my blushing body and reddened lips. Woo me with your physical rhythm and rhyme, I'll let the pain, by the pleasure, be eclipsed. For the last time but as if for the first time, Let me hear your sensual voice sigh my name. As we entwine, your body and mine, sublime, Such a shame your straying flame I could not tame. For the last time but as if for the first time, Hold me and look into my hazel green eyes... Tell me your love wasn't just satiric mime, Say you still love me; your prettiest of lies. Susan Ashley October 9, 2017 ------------------------------ ~ Third Place ~ For: Best Rhyming Poem September - October 2017 Sponsor: John Hamilton ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~ Poem of the Week ~ beginning week of Sunday, October 15, 2017


Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: autumn, betrayal, love hurts, relationship, sad,

Indian Summer Eyes

Indian summer lies within your autumn hazel eyes, my velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost; love lingers in bereft fingers, I stroke your face in guise, once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust. My velvet bloom vibrant now lost after your killing frost, your chill withered russet my enchanted efflorescence; once lustrous, amaranthine heart lies bleeding in exhaust, as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence. Your chill, withered russet my enchanted efflorescence, blue breath exhaled..my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air; as you disperse in scarlet moonlighting vaporescence, your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear. Blue..breath exhaled, my cooling mood still hangs in our mid-air, my harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep~ your affair concupiscent more than my bemoan can bear, into all my tomorrows tears of my sorrow shall seep. My harvested heart-ache, my heart-break, my heart-feeling weep, amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten, fading everyday; into all my tomorrows, tears of my sorrow shall seep despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display. Amaranth once fertile, frost-bitten! Fading everyday, love lingers in bereft fingers I stroke your face in guise; despite your warmth, light of day and hoarfrost melting display, Indian summer - lies! - within your autumn hazel eyes. Susan Ashley October 8, 2017 ~ Third Place~ Contest: Mid October Premiere Sponsor: Brian Strand


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: betrayal, sad love, wedding,

ALL HER DREAMS TURNED TO DUST

No one followed her as she ran away fleeing from the altar on her wedding day She’d been jilted by Jed her handsome groom so locked herself away in an unused attic room The bride’s father went after Jed with a gun you should have seen the coward run! The desperate search for Judy was in vain She didn’t respond when they called her name Folks assumed she didn’t want to hang around Many years passed by and she was never found The house was auctioned after her parent’s died They were buried at the churchyard side by side The new house owners were in for a terrible shock When they ventured upstairs and unpicked the lock They found Judy’s skeletal body in her dress of lace Cobwebs hung like curtains from her once lovely face Jed’s dust covered photo lay in her hand Judy never got to wear her wedding band Dust Contest Sponsored by Shadow Hamilton 03~22~17


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: bereavement, betrayal, dark, death, fate, loss, love hurts,

Dark And Tragic, When Fate Sets Its Black Hand To Decide

Dark And Tragic, When Fate Sets Its Black Hand To Decide


Icy cold had invaded, her heart became a hard frozen tomb
Never again would she allow love to penetrate its new armored shells
That night she had seen one of death's many tragic and ugly faces
Its ancient mask, the one that crushes love's fever and kindness in a mere blink
Now she flows through a vacated life, on wings of sorrow's eternal flight
Awaiting a doom that her crushed soul welcomes in its dark and sunken state.

His death had been tragic, yet made for some of the most interesting news
All the clever twists and turns of an old Hollywood mystery movie script
So ghastly, his head found in the graveyard, atop her lover's white tombstone
His bullet riddled body found miles away in a cheap and tawdry motel room
Perhaps now he knows, how it feels to find Fate's eternal and deadly hand
In his well deserved doom, devil that had sent her into her dark and sunken state.

Robert JLindley, 6-30-2018
Prose, ( Tragedy In One Of Life's Screams)
Not For SilentOne's contest

Note : I rarely ever do ProseStarted with the plan to write for SilentOne's new contest but my muse took me ever onward and this became too long to enter.Giving thanks for the inspiration but it does not meet the eight verse contest requirement.
So I post it now as it is and wonder why my muse so stubbornly refused to stop writing..She vexes me to no end sometimes.....


Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: betrayal, death, love, sorrow,

Arthur

He was a tall muscular man, dark-
haired and in the prime of his life.
In horror I watched him stumble and 
fall back, face up onto the green grass.
Three knife wounds cut deep, thrown 
with great speed and precision by
an assassin dressed in black in a
matching sombrero with silver band.
I rushed to his side placing both 
my trembling hands on his cheeks 
as I watched his face become pale.

My tears fell on his face as I pleaded 
with him, don't die, please don't die.
He couldn't speak to me, but his eyes 
said I love you before his spirit departed.
I laid my head on his bleeding chest 
and sobbed uncontrollably in disbelief.
It was then that I saw her standing there 
In the corner of the lawn with a slight 
smile on her face, her soft dress blowing 
in the breeze, and I knew it was she,
his own wife, who had hired the assassin.
I heard windchimes sadly sing his epitaph.

8/19/2018

Wind Chimes Poetry Contest~N/A~
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: betrayal, divorce, freedom, money, wisdom,

How much do I love thee

How much do I love thee
Let me tabulate all the ways

I bought you a new Mercedes
	With gold plated tire rims
I bought you a humongous diamond ring
	The size fit for all Royals and King
I bought you a store of the finest lingerie
	Secrets still held at the door by decree
I bought you a garden of roses so red
	My love was surely in bloom, or so they all said
I bought you a ticket to heavens pearly gates
	So that in paradise you’d have not to even wait
I bought you your very own private Lear jet
	To see the world through champagne eyes
My love was a vault and you emptied it dry
	My heart has now learned to never cry

How much do you love me?
Your lawyer seems to know

You claimed mental duress
	Suffering under such stress
The Mercedes was the wrong color so I am told	
	I should have known, pink, not gold
The diamond ring was too heavy to wear
	Your back injuries caused you painful despair
The lingerie didn’t cover you just right
	So medical ailments kept you up many a nights
The roses in bloom where not the right flower
	Your allergies they caused, thus making you sour
The ticket to heaven you plain out refused
	Said it was one way, and that just wouldn’t do!
You had no issues riding my Lear jet 
	You rode the pilot as well, a mile high kinda bet
My love you tossed into the bin out in back
	The divorce lawyer smiles at me, saying she sure is great in the sack 

The moral of the Story is this!
If you are sitting at the table, and
You see a few beetles scurrying about
Maybe even whistling a tune or two
Listen carefully to what they say


Poem Details | by Alyssa Waters |
Categories: angel, beautiful, beauty, betrayal, bible, body, books, children, conflict, confusion, corruption, cry, dedication, emotions, eve, evil, faith, father, fear, feelings, first love, forgiveness, friendship, religion, religious, remember, women,

Eve

Does the past really matter?
 Does it set you free? 
I’m absorbed in the sin,
That is surrounding him and me

Lost in the curiosity,
Cold to the touch
Drenched in the poison,
With my dignity in his clutch.

Feeling like I was cheated;
I chose the evil instead of light.
I traded in the sunshine,
For what lurks in the night

I disobeyed his orders,
I gave up security to be unsure.
I went against the warnings,
Gave into darkness instead of remaining pure.

Once my bed was made of soft grass,
But now it is made of stone.
Was plump from all of the luscious fruit,
Now I’m starving to the bone

My curse is one of circumstance.
The punishment a crime,
I’m stuck inside this dampened cave,
For the rest of time
My world came crashing down,
The grief has not subsided.
My heart broke completely,
When my sons collided

My misery a token,
From the abandonment I earned.
Upon the time spent in sorrow,
There was a lesson to be learned.

Have I found the moral?
Only in time we shall see,
For all I did was eat an apple-
From the Knowledge tree


Poem Details | by Shane Cooper |
Categories: betrayal, emotions, friendship, heartbreak, lost love, sad love,

FAIR WEATHER FRIENDS - COLLABORATION WITH JAN ALLISON

 
 You told me we’d always be friends
Out of the blue our friendship ends
I was your ‘forever friend’ - you told me so
Now you simply don’t want to know
 
Thought you the one on who I could rely
A comforting shoulder when I wanted to cry
A shining beacon that brought me light
Our friendship was a pure delight
 
You vanished, didn’t say a word 
Now all my questions go unheard
No reply I need so much to know why
How could you not have said good bye!

A tear I shed as I think of you tonight
Of all that was so happy and bright
I love you still more than you could know
I am desolate that I cannot tell you so

Soul mate and friend we were one
Linked in a bond that could not be undone
Yet here I sit the bond broken
My heart aches, my pain unspoken 
 


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: betrayal, desire, earth, emotions, hate, love, lust,

Remains

Revenge sweet turning with hate
a brother rises striking blows 
landing hits brother in wicked deeds 
evilness within mans own soul

Cruelty crawling inside desires 
suffering greed of nations they plea 
Rise up against nations man at war 
tearing asunder God's creation 
People slowly murdering loveless

Pride a sinful act of violence 
laced with pain destroying pure love 
everything that once stood out housed peace
so fine cut beautiful, good sharing 
caring  free, in this one, big show rolls 

Keeps turning, the wheel of hope 
whom will speak, as we all become part 
of his heavenly dust in the end 
or  burning remains of hell's fire


Poem Details | by Richard D Seal |
Categories: write, words, write, betrayal, hope, love, me, write,

What Where Who

What, Where, Who

If I where asked the what, where, who
That drives me to write poetry
I’d say that if I only knew
I’d leave right now this misery

But I’m afraid I’m not the sort
To answer in straight fashion
I have to offer my retort
With words of heartfelt passion

For just the other day I found
Encounter gave me food for thought
Soon the words they were outbound
Jumbled as they rushed and fought

Though ne’er the less inspired me
To battle on my way
Look toward the end and see
Which words I could display

Confess do I quite openly
That I am ignorant
Of  poetry’s technology
Coz grasp it I just can’t

I wouldn’t know a what’s it called
From a what’s its name
In my mind won’t stay installed
Confusion is its game

But I somehow, find I can
Muddle through at best
Organise a crafty plan 
And set my brain the test

For out there I see loneliness
Suffering and pain
A world in turmoil and distress
That cannot stake its claim

I look for every trait in man
Into the soul I stare
At his betrayal and flim-flam
Also the ladies fair

Dear love will always be there
And so will Demon war
And my thoughts on these I’ll share
Of that you can be sure

Laughter I would hope to bring
Sadness sometimes to the fore
Of natures forces I will sing
The list goes on galore

Yes I will write throughout the night
With hope to de-confuse
I’ll try to offer some insight
By giving up my muse

So now you know the what and where
But what about the who
Inspiring people are out there
Who knows - it could - be you 

And what about that misery
I spoke of up above
Well, I gave that up for music
Of the poetrysoupers love x


Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: addiction, betrayal, hope, trust,

Hoping for Love and Trust


Fretting 
Over his lies
Trust not 

Trusting
Never again
Now wise

Wisdom
Comes with life
I learned

Learning
To share my heart
Cautious

Caution
on longest days
yields peace

Peaceful
Flowing waters
Bring hope

Hopeful
Fretting no more
Heart's strong

Strength builds
Tower of faith
Rising

Sunrise 
Brightens dark days
Light shines

Shining
My stride returns
With love

Loving
Not enabling
Trust earned


For Richard's Mussetle Train Contest, 12/1/14


Poem Details | by Faye Gibson |
Categories: betrayal, crush, first love,

Timberland

Wide the mirrored water stretched,
licking green upon the pointed pines, limbs sweeping low and cool.

The creek meandered, soft giggles escaping mossy rocks
where polliwogs swam, nearly, but not quite frogs, still sporting pubescent tails;
the adults pontificating against the shallow bank,
throats swollen with amphibious wisdom.

Soft brown mud squished, a buttered cream,
between summer toasted toes wading into wonder.
Fragrant evening campfires heightened hungers,
supper roasting over charred coals flavored
the stirrings of a tempting crush on a boy much older;
this girl just barely navigating puberty's powerful push,
his smile extracting heightened pulse, blush brushed.

Life's long summer slipped slowly away
and autumn found his wife and child laying him down,
the plot unknown, unmarked by me;
yet, painful, still, the memory of broken trust,
of love-crust pitched to a not quite woman
deep in the rusting woods of Timberland.

Copyright, February 14, 2016
Faye Lanham Gibson


Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: betrayal, lost love,

Fully Booked 1

We harvested the grapes in late autumn	
when ripeness of love was at its best,			
but deceit in the time of maturing		
changed the passion to wrath and unrest.	

Acerbic vinegar replaced sweet wine 	
and richness of flavour ceased to be mine.	
Betrayed was the pledge of a tender vine.	

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Syllable count: 10-9-10-9  10-10-10
Rhyme Scheme: a b   c  b   d   d    d  

Novel: Grapes of Wrath (John Steinbeck)
Contest: Titles of Novels 
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Placed 3rd
© paul callus ~ 10 June 2016


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: betrayal, heartbreak, love hurts, sad love,

LOVING HER WAS ANOTHER

SONNET – LOVING HER WAS ANOTHER

Ill at ease, uneasiness churned my mind,
hesitant suspense to seek awareness
to ease the qualm, face the moment to find
what possessed the change in virgin fondness.
A trembling moment of truth, to smother
the passion of love, piercing through the heart.
Gone was she; loving her was another,
at that urgency my world fell apart.
A heavy stone fell on my heart, to weigh
down the reverie to depths of distress,
for fervid lust the virgin love betray,
to lonesome dimness, loneliness regress.

The flame of love, smoldering passion ashed,
head down bowed I reversed away, abashed.


T.J Grén


Poem Details | by Jay Loveless |
Categories: angst, beauty, betrayal, change, desire, love, lust,

Dagger of Love

I may not always write about you,
About the way your energy,
Caresses my spine,
And sends jolts of electrity,
Racing through my body,
Exploding each cell like fireworks.
I may not write about,
The way my dreams at night,
Fill with you and I dancing,
Heat bashing our skin,
Filling us with an unquencable need,
Touch beconing a new meaning.

I may not write about,
The way your eyes stare into mine,
Past the years I have seen,
And into the soul that I am,
Spirit colliding with spirt,
Melting together like Iron to form a sword

I may not write about,
A love that we experience,
Through star strewed skies,
And blood soaked ground,
That causes even the fearful sight,
Of bombs exploding to look beautiful
I may not write about you and I,
How I fill up your soul and your mind,
With thoughts and words and images,
That melt and form new words,
Your lovely muse who so beguiles you,
With a double bladed sword

But Darling, don't let your heart,
Get away from itself,
Don't let your heart take the fall.
The wound I cause shall soon heal,
And you will read words,
Of another man, dancing with me,
Of another man, touching my soul,
His finger tips brushing the sides,
Of my breasts, his lips trailing down my neck,
Whispering with the heat of hells fires,
All that could be between, his and mine
You will read lines that speak,
Of a sensual romance, 
Pools and puddles of lust between thighs,
And an ancient sweetness,
That rivals Greek Ambrosia
It is no fault of your own,
You have fallen and I have shown you,
The sharp dagger of my love


Poem Details | by Zaire Mendez |
Categories: addiction, betrayal, break up, cry, heartbroken, love hurts, lust,

Beautiful Disaster

Cause you see no one gets how hard it is to fix back into shape when you’re broken,
Shattered,
I think it’s just mathematically, scientifically impossible to get the pieces back perfect,
Because in the process some pieces may have been lost,
Lost and cannot be found,
Cause I found it was so hard to every get over you,
But it looked so easy to you,
Cause maybe you never feel as deep as you said you did,
I fell deep into your lies and your beautiful eyes and it’s just so hard to move on,
Hard to move on, because you left piece of your soul inside me, the exact moment you decided to get inside me,
Despite our use of protection, it didn’t protect the sexually connection,
No it’s not an internet connection that you can easily disconnect from, but it’s almost permanent,
Yes you permanently hurt me ,
And you watch me with those eyes and that grin cause I, the fool gave you the thing,
The thing that I promise that I wouldn’t give until marriage,
I willingly disobeyed God for you,
Cause you became my God,
I worshipped you,
I loved you with every inch of me,
And now we’re inches from being strangers and I have to get over you,
I’m sure to be careful next time around, 
Because I can’t afford to break the pieces of my heart that are left dangling


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: betrayal, love, , sweet love,

It Was a Beautiful Affair

For years he'd loved her and believed
it was a beautiful affair,
for on some nights, he'd slip away
and knew she always would be there.

They'd meet at restaurants or bars,
but when he traveled out of state,
he'd take her to a nice hotel.
Once in the room, he could not wait!

With hands on skin so glassy smooth,
he'd hold her long into the night.
So sweet she was upon his mouth!
It felt so good; it felt so right!

Beside her he would fall to sleep.
Next day was business, but he felt
so happy knowing that at night,
his stress and worries all would melt.

Yes, through the night, the longer that
beside his lover he would lay,
euphoria was his because
he felt the whole world fade away.

His love for her was deepening
so much, his wife became aware
of changes in himHe'd just say
"There's no one else but youI swear!"

At home he'd lie in bed and think
of his sweet love but had to be
deceptive, sneaking out because
church-goers were his wife and he.

One night, too late he stayed with her.
He drove with her in his corvette.
Stopped by a cop, he had to live
a night he never can forget,

They called his wife, and that was worse
than paying the ungodly fine.
His wife put him in therapy
to end his tryst with sweet Red Wine! 

July 1, 2016 for the "It Was a Beautiful Affair" contest of Lewis Raynes


Poem Details | by Lyric Man |
Categories: angst, betrayal, conflict, confusion, depression, dream, love,

CLOUDLESS SKIES

Looked out my window this morning
Damn.another cloudy day
Falling further and further behind 
This life's become all work, no play
Where the Corporation is heaven
Our CEO has me under his spell
My suit and tie.strangling 24/7 
This heaven's become a living hell

What good is a big corner office
Only time for my computer screen
I can't satisfy all of these investors
Without being ugly, harsh, and mean
And everyday has become cloudy
I feel like I'm a million miles from home
Hating this person that I've become
Surrounded by people, yet all alone

I'm well aware that I shouldn't do this
It only distracts.and there's no time
But I've been thinking.where's the sun
What's my reason, and can I still rhyme
Is there a place with cloudless skies
Somewhere I'll never need this phone
Is there a real heaven that isn't hell
Could I have a girl that I walk home

I'm dreaming about my tomorrows 
I've started praying it's not too late
That pretty girl who rides the metro
I think I'm going to ask her on a date
It's time to leave my corner office
Discovered I'm good at writing songs
There's a park where it's never cloudy
Close to home..where I belong!

~Lyric Man

Note: Wanted to write a "Wake Up" song about a guy who gets sucked into corporate life and then wakes up one day and realizes he's basically sold his soul to the devilIn exchange for money, position, and shiny things.he's traded away his freedom, and even loveWe're only going thru this life one time.only one shot at livingDon't live it in perpetual.cloudy daysI thank God this was something I learned in my 20'sDon't waste your life existing!


Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: absence, betrayal, love,

VICTIM OR VICTOR

Vicious lies you spread around the village about me
I am unable to defend myself 
Can you live with what you have done
There are those who will listen to your gossip
I am innocent! I did not steal him away from you
My only crime was he preferred my love to yours

One day you may understand why he left you
Regretting those vile words you said about me

Victim or Victor – it’s not our happiness that matters
I did not mean for this to happen
Can't you understand why he choose me over you?
Those many weeks you were on holiday, you left no one to feed him
One day he crept into my home, sat by the fireside and won't leave 
Rest assured I will look after your abandoned pet cat!

Victim or Victor
Sponsor Nayda Ivette Negron
09~20~16


Poem Details | by Judy Emery |
Categories: betrayal, break up, conflict, emotions, image, love hurts, writing,

Your Heart Is Too Cold

Your Heart Is Too Cold 

Why don't you come over hear 
tell me all about your love afars
do you really think I care?
you think you are brilliant
untouched in your hateful games
you should feel ashamed 
I give you all your own blames
for acting that way
So, go on and tell me all about her   
Is she worth throwing our love away ?
I packed your garbage in a sack 
so don't bring it back
I remember I was the love of your life
but that was way before I found out you had a wife
just in one night our love faded into darkness
so much pain of untruest 
I waited for you to say what you need to 
But the more I was standing next to You 
I started feeling so abused and very used
we got in to a heated fuss 
because of your lust 
I felt your coldness in out bedroom
your heart was even colder
your words are hars 
where loneliness come to me quickly
my world felt so empty in a bed of bitterness 
I looked out from my window with careful eyes
where I see him drive away on streets
that old memory will be the photograph 
that will stay on my mind 
the more I look 
I started to see yellow leaves
fall on that old dappled street of you and me.

Poetic Judy Emery 


Poem Details | by Mary Hoose |
Categories: anger, betrayal, break up, divorce, leaving, love hurts,

For Two Timing Husbands

How many tears must fall from brown eyes before I lay me down to sleep.
Where hurtful dreams of betrayal and lies hide in shadows they creep.

How long did you think you could go around cheating and not be found out.
With all your two dollar whores and think I'd not scream and shout!

See if they'll put up with your bullsh**, until the next one catches your eye.
As for me I'm done with your no account two timing a** once and for all...
                    GOODBYE!!!!



https://youtu.be/eopNLWRW0IM


Poem Details | by Mary Hoose |
Categories: betrayal, heartbreak, hurt, lost love, pain,

Like A Ghost

Deep within the darkened halls of my mind I search each memory of love not meant to be.

Where love shone bright but now has left only tattered webs of pain and sorrow for me.

Lost and left behind to wander aimlessly, to feel the viperous sting of what once was, now no more.

To know of love's beauty and tenderness and passion between two hearts and all scars that it bore.

Like a ghost forever to wander these empty halls whaling for love's lost memories day and night.

Forgotten, forsaken this ghost with a broken heart, invisible, just an empty memory in plain sight.