absence, love, poetry, space,
by Alex Roberson |
Didn’t anyone ever warn you not to falling in love with comets?
The ones that come around and give a few brighter nights
Never being there for more than a sliver of your life
Seemingly dreamy ones
That can never stay with you
The ones with paths in mind that will take them far away from you
Far beyond your reach
that leave empty space in their wake
Giving you a sense of abandonment
That will take a while to shake
Didn’t anyone ever warn you not to put yourself through that ache?”
by Adelheid Manefeldt |
conflict, confusion, love, marriage, math, relationship,
Beautiful things break
as readily as the brittlest rock
The quake rattled me;
your seismic words
unearthing the foundation
of this thing we’d built
Beautiful things shatter
like fragile china under feet
The tempest tore through me;
your rumbling thoughts
flung through the air
shrapnel slicing cartilage
Beautiful things ignite
as swift as finest kindling
The flames engulfed me;
it was your carelessness
doused in abandonment
setting our souls alight.
Beautiful things sink
like anchors of pure Osmium
And here it drowned me;
in a depth unknown
a depth I’d never thought to see
the deepest, darkest depths of me.
by Toquyen Harrell |
Give with abandonment
by tara jennings |
Maiden, Mother, Crone, and Seer
Daughter of Trina Jennings
Lover of her family, loyalty, and eternal love
Who feels the courage to love again, tenacity to try again, and faith to dream again
Who fears abandonment, loss, and the guilt of the living
Who would like to see Heaven through her Mother eyes,
Dream Land through her son's, and
Life through her husbands heart
Resident of Dream Land, a plane of inspiration and belief
by Donald Reith |
hope, life, lost love, longing, , sweet love,
The Bitterness of Abandonment
Flows Most Forcefully in Memories
The Hope Endures during the Longing Journey
Leaving No Time But For The Present
Lost For Good
The Inner Compass Fatefully Broken
The Bond Never to Be Sealed
Cast Out Amongst the Unforgiven Seas
Can Steereth You Home
by Bernadette Langer |
lost love, love
do not leave me
for I wear your absence--
pulled from the strength--
like summer heat, trapped
within the cooling winds of fall--
and each hour is filled--
while every moment--
against the darkened bruise--
of your abandonment...
by JEAN MURRAY |
angst, confusion, heartbreak,
I was seventeen, so were you.
With the innocence of a child,
tabhair me mo chroi duit.
(I gave my heart to you.)
Starved of love 'till you came along.
Your kiss so deep, intellect so strong.
You picked me out, held me close.
Told me you loved me.
Made me feel the most
loved and cherished until,
suddenly, out of the blue,
it was no longer us....just you.
On my eighteenth, like a red hot coal,
you dropped my hand, my heart, my soul.
Abandoned me to a loveless life,
protecting my heart from even more strife.
I did not realise then depression
would be your lifelong friend.
I forgive you now that time has passed
and wish you happiness that will last.
by Laura Dee |
absence, i love you, i miss you, longing, pain,
Make believe insanity runs deep in my lonely bones
The ones that crave the tranquil decay of every day I spent alone
To calmly waste away from a place without a home
The life I lived was never mine, forever here I roam
So rip my heart into pieces and see what it leaves
Give me a little space so I can properly grieve
I'm trying not to hide the abandonment I've felt before
I'm trying just to shed all of the insecurities I wore
I used to live my life in quiet desperation
Now i'm starting to see the fights I'll never win
Under my melancholy tone lies a glimmer of sunshine
A ray of light from deep within to end the days where they begin
by Mel Brake |
betrayal, faith, family, lost, lost love, mother, son,
A mother had two sons
Their names could have been Cain and Abel
Cain did not kill Abel
But Cain did destroys the hopes and dreams of her other children
A mother had two sons
Their names could have been Esau and Jacob
Esau did not assume any interests or responsibilities for his younger brothers and sisters
But instead Esau abandoned his family like his father before him
And sailed around the world in abandonment
A mother had two sons
Their names could have been Joseph and his older brother
Once a wise woman said to their mother that one day the younger son will
grow tall and solid like an Oak tree and he provide a home for you and the
by Neldy Jolo |
adventure, allah, angel, art, beautiful, devotion, allah, love,
(31 December 2012 – 11:50PM)
On the last day of 2012
I am indeed feeling the agony of abandonment.
I even talked to the moon and sea about this.
I don’t know what to do to take as nothing exist.
Ya Allah help me to convince this someone that I never said lie
Don’t dwell on it anymore.
Let be the understanding of love be the one to suppress hatred.
I don’t love hatred
by Nayda Ivette Negron Flores |
Second Chance In Love
Romance ended forever
Broking the amorous vows
Destinies took paths
Plowed with the indifference
Sowed with deep buried hatred
Starting a new tale
Risking a broken heart love
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by Kayla Swender |
Mommy, Daughter, Sister, Lover.
Sister of Tiffany, Michael, Bethany, and Austin.
Lover of Takota, Jerry, and my Mommy.
Who feels Love, pain, and loneliness.
Who fears rejection, abandonment, and loss.
Who would like to see the future, the past, and the present.
Resident of Norman, Oklahoma.
by Lena Marshburn |
betrayal, crush, dedication, devotion, feelings, longing, love hurts,
Little to All
The petals of this delicate flora
Go unto thee,
As the heart betrays all sense.
This form of other claims much,
Forming a wall
Little to all
Mine fathers doth shiver,
At such foolish love
Many do find us wanting
In our youth, we sacrifice
As the eldest greet us not
Little to all
We are granted our misery
Which we go with willingly,
Alas, at crossroads, we whom part
Do so with lacking dignity.
We go with none
As we realize our folly
Great as the remains of our love
Little to some, perhaps.
Those that urge us apart,
They feel not our hearts
The foolish, abandonment of mind.
Little to us.
Great only to they.
by Diana Bosa |
absence, birth, creation, lost love, love, mythology, self,
Once, my birth was simple:
you made me up unwillingly;
I leaped from your forehead like
Athena did from Zeus'.
You were more than just a father-figure
and back in those days
you found joy in my design.
From a glance of you
I learned the light,
from another: the darkness itself.
I craved to know more
you lost the will to teach me;
to finish my making real.
in the embrace of your torturing abandonment
I became my own midwife:
to learn my own creation,
to be my own design.
by Julian Joseph |
Countertops like held hands
support slowly separated spaces
pulling away from unkept passion
your lips speak loves last grace
Has desire ever been so elusive?
she dances in my fireplace
she drips from my shower-head
only to fall into ashes
and retreat from my lonesome bed
her touch like moments past
is color fading from my face
what once was there is gone
from the home i must dwell
the hole in my wall
filled with hollow expectations
the furniture like pressed bodies
warms icy abandonment
my floor is our humanity
and my countertops
our innocent attempt at nirvana
by jeanine dejesus |
confusion, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, lost love, love, mystery, passion, sadworld,
I have paralyzed myself with its beauty
Distant dreams are unimportant
As I practically fly through every mystery
Where my inner self meets my soul
Despite fears, confusion, however,
Reluctant, I could not speak
When we have forgotten how to speak
Life relaxed in abandonment
We consider the option of total denial or insanity
The world is not perfect
This a prison of truth
Now I know what the actual world feels like
As I consider the option of prayer
I will be this way only a moment
As sunset bleeds into the lake
by liam mcdaid |
betrayal, deep, future, god, heart, sin, slavery,
Snake oil does not cure the curse when it enters the blood
Two blind eyes have turned face inside they burn out of focus
Cold as ice cutting to the core nightshades has twisted the soul
love your enemies as they suffer from hate
it is time to bury the hatchet in words
When humans take away certain values we are left with monsters
Removing peace and justice that which dictates against the truth
Leaving this world to its vices instruct the ignorant
do right by God as we move forward getting closer to the grave
This personal death and abandonment has created in many
an individual fear in the shame one feels
is within that being judged by their own sins
by thuwaibah bayat |
lost love, remember,
Leaving feelings of rejection and abandonment
Along with the sorrow and pain
With effects that linger
For many years
Yet in the midst of our sorrow we continue
To love them in their absence
They are not dead who
Live in lives they leave behind
In those whom they have blessed,
They live a life again
And shall live through
The year’s eternal life
They shall grow each day
As time declares their good,
forgets the rest,
and proves their immortality
we stand alone but
to remain strong
our only solution
by Courtney Reed |
angst, dark, depression, introspection,
Rolls of underappreciated,
unwanted globs of wasted space lies beneath
Rolls of ugliness,
nostalgic fluff swimming underneath these
Rolls of hate,
dignity left to die under all these
More to love, more to hate
Even more to underappreciate
Lie to my face, kick my backside
Take from me until I can’t hide
by Judge Santiago Burdon |
Here With Me
You Will Stay
I lie next to you in the partial darkness
Lit only by a single bulb hanging from a cable
I watch you sleep in a permanent slumber
Your body cold with a rigid disdain
No raging rhythm in your heart of cruel intention
Silenced are the words
You shouted to belittle me
Leaving you breathless
Never to be spoken again.
Conceit reflected in your beauty
Fading with each ticking moment
The weight of time we spent together
measured in ounces
Never equated to a pound of love
Threats of abandonment
Leaving without regret will never to be realized
Assured by the blade of my knife
when it slit your throat.
by dennis bett |
With tears on her face she came to me
being a gentle man I am
I gave her my shoulder and she felt relieved
She cried not because she was bereaved
But emptiness caused by the abandonment
Her husband a rich man he is
But his riches caused more pain than joy
For such a beautiful daughter of the land
I gave her everything from time to love
And she reciprocated it big time
Should I feel guilty or joy
Guilty because she someone’s
Or joyful because she is no longer sad and I am happy too
I am just feeling the vacuum created
And you know what they say it must be filled.
by Mick Talbot |
love, romance, romantic, romantic love, true love,
I succumb to your brown eyes.
Begging, seductive, true, no lies!
Me, yours, both, in abandonment,
each other's love we compliment!
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by Marty King |
loneliness, lost love,
my mind is empty
sinking and shrinking
i am lacking fulfillment
thinking and thinking
i was once a superstar
aching with desire for
every moment of life
all the colors i embraced
one day you just up and
changed your mind and
disappeared like a ghost
spooked by progression
the suddenness of it all
left me in a forest full of
lost....i knew nobody and
and i had not one friend but
now i sit in an empty room of
sadness and gloom....and wonder
why....as my mind becomes emptier
than abandonment in sheer darkness
by Christopher Flaherty |
lost love, slam,
Of the wonder class
With outstretched looking ears
And pierced whistleblowers lips
Never had a mother
To sew their name into
Their favorite clothes
Or a home with a wardrobe to hang them in
They were instead chosen to become
The dead poet's and tortured artist's
We recite today
By speaker's corner
At wakes and funerals
On cold and grey rainy days
Outside derelict building's
Who's roofs were lost to german bombs
We as children dared each other not to go into
For fear of stirring up a hornets nest
Of represed abandonment feelings
Lest best we be remembered forgotten
by Michael Grugan |
death, devotion, faith, family, introspection, lost love, mother, nostalgia,
Worn-torn hands and withered, cold,
So tender grasp a tarnished cross,
Which had long the lonely nights banished-
Safe passage to some brighter song...
For He whose image that metal boasts
Was storied born this day,
And though bent the frame, still's stout
the will that would some tribute give...
No trees or festive lights adorn
This bare and bleak abode-
Nor human touch to temper want
Or abandonment abate...
Then angels came to claim their own
Whom dear had Heaven held.