Final Insult

Final Insult 

Today was the day I was stripped bare, 

Cruel words you said as if you didn't care, 

You verbally whipped every part of my soul,

Torturing my heart till it ran cold. 

So here you leave me all alone! 

My spirit dying! 

No longer on my throne, 

Mentally crying! 

Cos of the love of another you've shown. 

The void that you've left never to be filled, 

For every sweet feeling, I ever had you have killed, 

Anger, Sorrow, Hate is all I can feel. 

So here you leave me all alone, 

My spirit dying! 

No longer on my  throne, 

Mentally crying !

Cos of the love of another you have shown. 

Tender words or a soft caress, 

Can't heal or make my pain less, 

Forever to live in this perpetual nightmare,

So whose to blame for stripping me bare? 

You the one who promised he'd always care!

So here I am all alone, 

My spirit dead! 

No longer on my throne, 

My tears all shed 

Cos of the love of another you've been shown

For a poem inspired by a song ...Tainted Love by Soft Cell inspired this !

This poem was submitted to Jingle Poetry Potluck
And One Stop Poetry for One Shot Wednesday

Awakenings

Awakenings 

A grey, dooming fog encroaches my heart, 

Shivers tingle, throughout my being. 

Life yearning for a jump- start

As the darkness begins its fleeing!

Assaulted cruelly by bright glare, 

Eyes slowly, unhinge... sleepily .

Brain gently engaged, suddenly aware! 

Sleepy visions had possessed me deeply.

Bright rays embalm my soul and mind, 

Warmth stirs my creativity, 

Monsters long left behind ,

Sunshine has given me my liberty. 

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A Chance At Life

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A Chance At Life 

I sat with tubes of red coming in and out of veins 

A ritual to endure, if in life I was to remain,

A life of weakness and lethargy,

Conversing with others almost like a zombie.

Thanking god for advances in technology 

He lay only alive because of machines, 

Bloods and tissues positively  matched and screened.

One family mourns, cries and grieves,

One family smiles relieved at the reprieve. 

Thanking god for advances in technology

The donor may be gone from earthly plains 

Thou he and his brave family have allowed me to remain

For both families he is in our hearts 

He has let my life happily restart

Thank god for his  ideology 

Thank You !

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Poppy Fields Forever

Poppy Fields Forever

Poppies in a field of meadow 

Tall, blood, red, blooms,.

Only seen by a lonesome scarecrow

Devasted as winter looms.

            

Young men battling in fields of sludge 

For peace and freedom of choice

Some joined to escape their drudge 

Allowing us to have our voice. 

Poppies in a field of meadow

Tall ,blood, red, blooms,

Representing those brave fellows 

Their souls here forever entombed.

Painting By Richard Harpum 

Standing before you

Standing Before you 

I stand before you immortalized forever in marble cold as stone

I stand before you with all I have 

Feelings, emotions, sorrow reflected 

By the  mantle I own,

It stands for love and passion 

I stand before you 

Forever in cold stone love 

My love 

Stands before you !

Submitted to One Stop Poetry 

Picture courtesy of Walter Parada  many thanks