a poem on deceit and love
In the moonlit glow of memories, where love once took its start,
A tale unfolds, of a fragile heart, torn apart.
He loved her with a passion, a flame that brightly burned,
Little did he know, betrayal's lessons would be learned.
But she danced in shadows, whispers of deceit,
He never thought her love was just a fleeting feat.
The echoes of promises, now shattered and torn,
A broken heart, wounded, battered, and worn.
Oh, the pain of a love gone astray,
In the ruins of trust, where emotions decay.
She played the cards of betrayal and lies,
Yet forgiveness lingers, as he wipes tears from his eyes.
Their love was a melody, harmonious and sweet,
But echoes of infidelity made the symphony retreat.
He believed in forever, a tale for two entwined,
Yet in the darkness, secrets thrived, intentions malign.
The warmth turned cold, as deceit took its toll,
In the ruins of love, where broken dreams stroll.
Her laughter, once music, now a bitter refrain,
A broken heart whispers, in the silence, the pain.
Oh, the pain of a love gone astray,
In the ruins of trust, where emotions decay.
She played the cards of betrayal and lies,
Yet forgiveness lingers, as he wipes tears from his eyes.
In the labyrinth of emotions, forgiveness takes its stand,
He searches for solace in the shifting desert sand.
The wounds run deep, like rivers that don't dry,
Yet forgiveness blooms, beneath the tear-stained sky.
As the sun sets on the chapter of deceit,
He contemplates forgiveness, a bittersweet feat.
For love, once unbreakable, now teeters on a ledge,
Yet forgiveness, a bridge, spanning over the edge.
She may have strayed in the labyrinth of lust,
But forgiveness, a beacon, rising from the dust.
In the echoes of heartache, redemption he'll find,
A broken heart's journey, to healing, realigned.
Oh, the pain of a love gone astray,
In the ruins of trust, where emotions decay.
She played the cards of betrayal and lies,
Yet forgiveness lingers, as he wipes tears from his eyes.
In the tapestry of forgiveness, threads of grace,
A love once broken finds a tender embrace.
For in the symphony of healing, a resilient art,
A broken heart finds solace, a brand new start.
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Just A Single Tear
A Poem By Me
My pain, set alight like the fires of hell
Burning a light into my brains empty shell
The fiery pain, previously a tsunami abstaining
From the regularities of my mind
Filled with an ocean
This ocean, made of my tears
The volume of which, flooding out of my ears
This ocean, once a lake of hurt
The hurt caused by the pain that was dealt
By the one that I trusted most
Oh my heart, taken from myself
And yet this lake was made from one tear
The tear from the pain I could not bear
Flowing over my mind like the flames of hell
From sadness into fury, that was all dealt
By the single tear from when I once felt
Sadness, to fury, has turned my brain to an empty shell
Void of the emotions that I had once felt
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I'm missing my dad so much right now... I did a little poem about him a few days ago...Rest in Power Dad, I Love You to the moon and back... For my Dad in Heaven, You are my inspiration, You always did your best, You are the voice that sings me to sleep, You are the voice that inspired me to be me, You are now with the ancients, Whispering wisdom in my ear, You are my sources of comfort, You quite my fears as I travel through this life, Your compassion for life has changed me, Your value on family has moved me, Blessed be your heart; when one day we will meet again, I love you dad and I'll forever miss you... #beautiful #Beauty #blog #blogger #blogging #brokenhearted #dad #emotionalpoetry #father #ink #lovepoem #mydad #Poem #poet #Poetry #poetrywriting #spilled ink #spilledthoughts #spilledword #spilledwords #thoughts #words #writer #writing (at Orlando, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CE3sK05MWFG/?igshid=ws8w1o2hin62
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What To Do When Your Petals Wilt
On empty roads I feel fullest
dancing across the glimmering pavement
water pelting my bare back
and I am able to unclench my fists
allowing myself to become as empty as these streets
unplugging my drain and letting it rain
all the fear, the doubt, the greed
all the insecurity, the envy, the lies I whisper to myself to help me rise from my bed
get out of me
leave my being and leave me empty
leave me crawling and clawing with little energy
because then
and only then
can I fill myself with dirt
and water myself with love
and bask in the light of truth
only then
when I am empty and bare and stripped down to my soul
will I have room to grow
into me
~ Julie Breeze
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