by Frederic Parker |
Categories:
emotions, lost love,
The hollow eyes of love are never gone
They keep within the waves of trembled tears
From days so poor when love was looked upon
And one where the deepest pain adheres
They give my eyes of love such sad refrain
To think that love would ever be so cruel
And find it was illusion self-contain
When love so grand became so minuscule
To hold love once in dreamer's mind I've flown
And found the point of rest its final breath
To know I will forever be alone
Cry now as then for its eternal death
I found a love to hold and saw it die
Inside depth of darkest pain, I ask why
7/29/17
by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
Categories:
love, heart, heart,
"Listen! to the Heart"
~~~~~~~~
every heart strums strings of symphony
an open book exploring dreams and fantasies
the lovebeat touches emotions and feelings serene
as candy-filled caramel cremes.
every heart twirls in tune to love and romance
a paradox portrait of lovers in a trance
echoing laughter in harmonious haven
or a fickle falsetto black as a raven.
every heart is a treasure chest of precious jewels
as tenderness comforts those heartaches so cruel
the heart always gives; suddenly takes away
so listen to the heart; hear the words it must say.
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
death, lost love, sad love, suicide,
Alas, I stand atop this mountain crest,
and gaze upon the valley down below;
the graveyard where your body lays at rest,
sits in the center shadowed by plateau.
My sad heart aches with every breath I take;
I wonder why I’m made to bear this bane,
and live a life that’s cruel and opaque,
while trying hard my teardrops to restrain.
This awful illness claimed your life so soon,
while you and I were living in our prime;
the heavens haled you, leaving my life strewn
across this wasteland, sadly out of rhyme.
‘Tis but a step across this steep degree,
and I will join you in eternity.
July 20, 2018
by CayCay Jennings |
Categories:
change, corruption, freedom, inspirational love, love, peace, prejudice,
Transitions towards a worldwide truce
Highlight our hearts, hopes, hymns and
Inspire us to embrace peace as a truth
Spread globally strong from love’s roots.
All prayers seek universal peace,
Love-filled hearts breathing ease and
Living life as freedom guarantees.
Corrupt power holders need be
Outnumbered by justice seekers,
United in faith to crumble cruel
Leaders and their false rule, to then
Determine all lives harmony soothed.
Blessings of equality could be as they should be,
Enjoyed by all brothers and sisters of humanity.
... CayCay
September 2, 2019
by Craig Cornish |
Categories:
cancer,
God, so cruel a plague upon me,
dreams crushed, forsaken,
even as I hopefully step
where the sun leaves me to smile
for those brief but celebrated
moments.
Through tear blurred windows
dear hearts that suffer more than I
can despise their suffering -
much more than my own sad fate.
I'm called brave but it is they
who smile through pain,
struggle for the right words.
They need not speak.
How lucky I have been
no matter my end
to have known such love.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
lost love,
The truth is cruel,
a blurred reality.
The truth is in my heart
carefully hidden from prying eyes.
Don't sigh my friend,
you cannot read it in my face,
'tis well concealed, rest assured
as a secret newly found,
hid from curious eyes.
So, I hide my truth,
I do it on purpose,
keep it veiled for it is mine.
Don't ask: a futile plea.
I once told the truth
that led to a beleaguered life.
Ah, I had high hopes then.
Now I've had enough.
I keep my secret.
A pack of ravening wolves
gnawing at my insides
will never pry away
that which I carefully hide.
Which really is a pity,
for 'tis agony for me
not to reveal openly
the love I harbor for ye.
by Elaine George |
Categories:
death, lost love, rose,
I shall nay know all the wonders - you hold
For all too soon the winds of winter blow
Scarlet petals withering in the snow
How cruel the breath that kills the velvet rose
Tears - that canst’ bear the thought of letting go
Forever frozen in this empty soul
A broken heart forever turned to stone
A broken stem left now to stand alone
Alas! I find that life is bitter-sweet
As I stand holding only memories
Of a rose blooming in the summer breeze
Here beneath this old weeping willow tree
Once I held the sweetest rose - ever born
Now – in my grief – I hold the bitter thorn.
~~~
Author: Elaine Cecelia George
by Joyce Johnson |
Categories:
jesus,
God sent His only Son to Earth to bring
Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony.
Free will forbade that he should force
The Truth on world that would not see.
For thirty years Christ labored here,
With His clear message from above.
Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony
Will come when Man has learned to love.
Betrayed by one professed as friend,
Christ died upon the cruel tree.
The only charges they could press
Were Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony.
Christ died, but then He did not die
And His bright light still lights the way
To Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony
If we live and love in His pure way.
April 20/13
For Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony contest
by Sean Swain |
Categories:
angst, forgiveness, life, love, universe,
If ever beckoned by the broken glass
I offer instantly these scarred hands
And bleed
Embracing sharpest, cruel edges,
most exquisite lines
And bleed
upon piercing, jagged, penetrating points
brilliant with dancing sunlight
And bleed
poured out into a universe benign, hard surfaces
warm in crimson puddles of all I was
And stand
And bleed
And know then –
Broken glass does not love back.
by Adeleke Adeite |
Categories:
allusion,
My broken heart melted like butter
when the heat of your love hit me.
My soal soared out of the gory gutter
where my ex pretender plunged me.
Lead me to the pinacle of your heart
where life and love beam sweet rays...
Rid me of the pains that tore me apart,
and let your desires drench my days.
I used to love for the wrong reasons;
lured by fair faces and fluffy figures...
I was taught bittersweet lessons...
till you offered me timeless treasures.
My broken heart melted like butter...
when your sun crept into my room...
You saved me from a cruel clutter
and gave me glow for my gloom.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
childhood, funny,
Oh, how I loved my little teddy bear
although I don’t recall from whom he came
or when I first laid eyes on him or where;
I only know I chose for him his name.
Yes, Pinky Winky’s name was like my own,
a playful silly nickname “Andy Pandy,”
and also in his ear a bell was sewn;
I jingled him and thought he was quite dandy.
Everywhere with me went Pinky Winky
until he met sad fate with one cruel splash.
He fell into the toilet and got stinky.
I wailed when Mother threw him in the trash.
Alas! The pink imposter in his place
no jingling made nor had dear “Winky’s” face.
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
abuse, forgiveness, marriage,
I have been bruised, a wounded love,
trampled by uncaring wrong;
a joke, he laughs and turns away; his disgust
blatantly displayed. I offer God's shalom.
Neglected, a young wife disowned;
he the undisputed ruler of his realm.
His harsh commands hurled from his throne,
cutting and cruel. God grant him calm.
I dare not hate the bitter rod
he wields upon my shattered soul, nor react,
for it has hastened me toward God,
a mystery only experience can dissect.
I yield to providence, a jeweled grace,
that bids me kiss my persecutor's face.
Copyright, 9-2-2015
Faye Lanham Gibson
by Heather Ober |
Categories:
love, sorrow,
Do you remember that final night?
The room was dim yet the flames were bright.
Heart wide open, nerves coiled tight,
My voice shook with the firelight
That moved in waves with easy grace,
A silent song across your face.
The light transformed our secret place -
A sunset on our last embrace.
We said goodbye even as we yearned
For another day, for another word.
Even now, I grieve - even now, I burn.
How could I know you'd not return?
Our place is clothed in settled dust.
The cruel world has been unjust.
In dreams I live, in faith I trust,
And I'll remember for both of us.
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
death, love, wife,
It’s been two years, three months, and twenty days
since tender music left my life for good
and turned my days to somber shades of grey
which left a shadow where a man once stood.
The faded notes of yesterday’s duets
still echo in the canyons of my soul,
and leaves a longing, tempered with regrets,
that never sings the songs that made us whole.
She left behind unfinished rhapsodies,
and crossed the bridge into eternal life;
but here behind, without the melodies,
I’m missing tender music of my wife.
As death’s cruel hand has stolen all my dreams,
my songs have turned to tears, and tears to streams.
March 1, 2023
by Tina Rossman |
Categories:
caregiving, faith, family, love, heart, heart, love,
When the world is bitter and cruel
remember my love i will comfort you.
When your heart is broken and lost
remember my love i will find you no matter what the cost.
When you have lost the will to go on
remember my love i will be the rock you can stand upon.
When the worries of your heart become too much to bare
remember my love i will always be there.
with hope in hand and i will always love you no matter the cost
remember my love you will never be lost.
by Gretchen Cruz |
Categories:
cry, emotions, for him, love hurts,
Cold hearted
How could you be
So happy to see me leave?
How can you just act
So calm and collect
What did i say
What did i do
For you to feel this way
The way that you do
How can you be so cold
So thoughtless
So cruel
Knowing of my feelings for you
Is it just a joke to you?
My heart breaks
My heart bleeds
With the pain
The shame
That you have thrown upon me
I’ll never know why
It was so fun for you
To make me cry
I will never understand
How you could be
So cold hearted and mean
©gdc2014
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
light, love, night, passion,
My love, I call you opaline;
you dazzle like a jewel,
extending passion’s brilliant hues,
when chill of night seems cruel.
My iridescent evening star,
adorning canvas sky,
I know your fiery radiance
and ache to feel you nigh.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 3/27/15
for Nette's Let Me Feel Your Lines Contest
Theme - #6 Opaline
by Madeleine Mclaughlin |
Categories:
allegorywords,
A sky of angry screeching,
demanding;
like a raptor in the wind.
Doesn't have the impact
that simple warbling brings.
With fear of cruel words spoken,
love retracts,
like claws on birds of prey;
and all I loved about you
has now flown far away.
Predatory words can rip,
into beings
lovelorn at their peak.
Not accomplishing anything but
the sharpening of the beak.
by Nigel Fawcett |
Categories:
angst, confusion, lovelife, love,
I must carry this torch down to the cave
To shed light upon the walls of my heart
For, if not, I will take it to my grave
And on that path may make an early start
I cannot think of love, when love is what
Consumes my every thought in every hour
I gambled all I have and took my shot
Chanced my wretched life to fate’s cruel power
But love is what I deeply need to give
My life is not my own unless it’s shared
This aching heart with which I have to live
Must find his mate if he’s to be repaired
But first I must let go the one I crave
And leave this burning torch within the cave ~
by Judy Ball |
Categories:
anti bullying,
Sparkle, sparkle little twink,
Who the heck you are I think.
How you love to rave and shout.
It matters not what it's about.
You think you look so big and scary,
But like most boars just big and hairy.
You're just making lots of noise,
Throwing fits like little boys.
You pick on those who can't fight back.
You cause them grief and give no slack.
You think you look so big and smart,
But all you show is a small, cruel heart.
So can the chatter and shut the trap,
'Cause like most gossips you're full of crap.
People like you get old real fast,
But like most blocks this too shall pass.
by CayCay Jennings |
Categories:
bereavement, death, devotion, father,
For My Daddy and His Echo
The arrival of his departure
(A numb and cruel upheaval starter)
was an emotional core rupture;
a literal goodbye to her father.
She saw his final, last inhale
that would never flow to release.
She saw his life light fade to pale
before leaving to forever peace.
In time, she joyously came to know
his essence was such a strong force,
he could bend love air to a flowing echo
and sound it when she needed it most.
She felt sure her father's echoes had limits.
Since souls exist in spirit realms, echo assists
must be extraordinary allowed gifts
and she embraced the lift of love in his.
by Dave Timperley |
Categories:
faith, hope, inspirational, jesus,
I'm drifting Lord, I'm all at sea,
You came along and uplifted me,
No rudder Lord, i'm feeling shallow,
Lord, be my guide and I will follow.
I'm drifting Lord, I'm all at sea,
Lord I pray,come, rescue me,
Alone was I to sit and cry,
You gave comfort by and by.
The world's so big, so cold and cruel,
Your love to me is lifegiving fuel.
When I am feeling close to You,
My world is safe and warm and true.
Friend, if you are feeling low today,
just get on your knees and pray.
You'll be amazed that when you do,
You'll find the Jesus Way is true.
© Dave Timperley 2012
by Aimee Rodriguez |
Categories:
cancer, grief, loss, miss you, missing you, mom, mother,
Without you, the days are so long
& sometimes it's hard to just carry on.
You gave life & love to all things
The joy of giving was what you would bring.
I see your smile inside my head,
It just isn't fair that you have to be dead.
I know you suffered though all the while
You held your head high & even would smile.
As I watched you go through it, I always had hope,
Even when we came to the end of the rope.
Everything that we went through
Helped make us closer & more loving too.
Through ups & downs you always were strong
Even when you knew you didn't have long.
Life can be kind & cruel in the same,
But you will live on forever because of loves eternal flame.
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
betrayal, lonely, lost love,
O Memory I beg you set me free;
remove these binding shackles from my heart.
My recollections won’t you let me be;
allow my life to have a brand new start.
‘Twas just a year ago my love walked out
in search of greener pastures for to lie;
to find herself and left me here to doubt,
and try to understand the reasons why.
My mind is filled with lonely memories;
the springtime of our love and times we shared,
and how her passions always tried to please,
but now I wonder if she ever cared.
Release me now O cruel Memory;
allow my lonely heart to be set free.
April 24, 2018
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
desire, love,
The light catamaran sailed swiftly
Before the breezy, gusty wind
Out towards the open azure sea.
We sat together under a vermilion sail,
The fresh air sighing through our hair.
My love was suddenly ablaze,
In the soft afternoon heat,
In the luminous and lucent light.
We played in a flamboyant spirit,
Feeling splendid and tender,
soft and lambent.
We snuggled up towards each other,
An idyllic moment.
He felt she was the woman of his life.
Soon we returned to port, happy and contented.
Then she dressed up and left,
Not even a smile or a backwards glance.
It broke my heart in two.
Little noticing she had left her card behind.