Tag: heartbreak

Reparation

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I was done with the men;
I’d have kissed just you;
There were truths I meant
That I could make untrue;
The promises given,
I would keep every one –
And for you I’d have kept
Vigils under an unforgiving sun.
But you betrayed my love
And gave up on our time –
You took back what was yours
And left me nothing of mine.

I was done and now i’m back
I recall the hurt you spoke –
I make no apologies,
As I begin to repair
All that you broke.
I despair,
But I cope, and rise –
I cry; but I also know
Every tear dries –

When you go out
And search for your joy,
Fate shall keep a tab
On all you destroy.
Remember, as you live,
Life’s lessons are fires
That end up burning
Consummate liars.

Old Song

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I heard an old song
Sing its pain;
It reminded me
Of us again.

Old songs do that:
Sifting their tune,
Cradled on lost stars
And a forgotten moon.

The words aren’t the same:
They are rusty hooks
And dried old flowers
In dusty books.

It always befalls
That the singer is me;
And what we were
Becomes his melody.

It’s three minutes
Of our past;
Yet, it’s these three
That will last.

Her Pyre

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This time is such
Where free will is bound:
Sickness attests
Air, fire and ground!

Rampant fear of death
Fills society – tears its peace!
#Thesystem is collapsing,
Breaking, piece by piece…

The centre cannot hold,
It whirls like an eddy;
It twists and spews and vents,
It can’t remain steady.

Cries for breath and hope
Gasp and clog the air;
But are warned by powers,
They shouldn’t quite dare.

The world is staring,
As we grovel and plead;
Our leaders are rallying!
But not one can lead…

Losers are vindictive:
They poke and prod and kill,
They incite and lie,
They do what they will.

My country is caving;
Nature has wrought her ire;
If I hadn’t doubted her,
I may have seen her pyre.