Category: Written in 2017

A Life Lesson

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I have heard many I love yous,
I have given up so much time,
In believing each emotion
No worthier than this rhyme.

I’ve partaken of promises
That were broken, one by one;
Some were quelled in one fell sweep,
Robbing pain from some slower fun.

I have climbed each and every step,
That love has made me take;
I have trusted this foolish heart,
That love has helped me break.

I try damn hard to learn lessons,
That life has proved to be true:
I try hard to hear what they say,
But believe in just what they do.

Until I Die

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I have loved. I thought love was forever;
But all vows have a lease on the heart.
It seems it’s love that life does sever
After all, it’s until death do you part.

I have no compunctions anymore –
There are conditions to love life makes.
The mark of years must always implore,
Yet deepen the pain of all heart breaks.

I thought I was careful, sure and wise;
But there are factors I’ve failed to view:
Fathers and mothers, husbands and wives,
Each comes with his or her karmic due.

So, it’s just when I turn to tell you
Of how I ache and why I sigh,
You say, sure, you will always be true,
Up until the very day I die.

Blood is thicker than water

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I can’t sleep.
I’ve walked these empty rooms,
In my mind.
I’ve heard the snores,
From tired and uncaring mouths.
Stop. Rewind.
I bang against these walls.
I have cried my tears.
I can’t get hurt again,
I can’t face the same fears.
I thought I was rid of them,
Ages ago, when I stopped caring.
But here I am.
Without sleep, vacantly staring.
What keeps me awake?
I know the reason.
I dread to let hope die
And wait for the change in season.
I remember all that love said to me,
I recall the words before its slaughter;
There’s the end of love, when
Blood proves to be thicker than water.