Wasted words and lonely nights.

The lessons of love are taught to harden or soften the heart.

Wasted words and lonely nights

I found her sitting alone in the corner of the bar.

 She  get up and hugs me. Give me a simple kiss.

We sit in a strange silence.

I go back in time when the sparkle in her blue eyes could light up the world around her.

I remembered how badly I wanted her .

How I twisted my world backwards just to spend a few moments with her.

My only desire was to kiss her sweet lips and hold her body near.

Now she  sit alone with sad eyes and no Will to love again.

She  ask me "Was I still playing the b*****d still?"

I didn't answer.

I said too many wasted words on her  and my heart broke every time I thought of her her sitting alone. Desiring nothing.

She  was  young when I met her.

 Her  life wasn't so tough.

She was   tender and innocence.

A heart easily broken.

I was just after another conquest.

Just another piece a flesh to add to my sadistic heart.

We sat in a deadly silence.

I ask was she  Ok?

She looks at me and ask" Do you think of me?"

I don't try to apologize.

Words from a liar don't mean a hell of a lot.

I told her I thought of her often.

I worried for her.

I got up and I told her she must rise up and live again.

She looks at me with clear blue eyes.

She whispers "Some of us don't live to use and abuse.

Take time to heal."

I go to my truck and I felt tears rolling down my face.

I broke my own heart when I left her to alone in her bed to go conquer another poor soul.

The funny part she won't know what she taught me.

Lonely nights and repenting for deed done left a empty and sad heart.

                          Coyote

                     15 march 1984

Author's Note

A 26 year poem. Lesson are what make us better when we get the opportunity to love and be kind.

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

"Wastedwords and Lonely nights"
Coyote,
You know this poem is an honest portrayal of the broken behavior of a broken person. This kind of behavior is played out all the time. Bars are a terrible place because loneliness seeks loneliness and that in others. Broken people do not have wholeness to share.
This was a poem taken from a long time ago it looks like. I hope you can see and feel the needs of others in the wisdom and insights you have gained since then.
Beautifully done.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

I did learn. Karma is a fair judge my friend. Thank you Kathy for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[Ice QueenJen]

A tender yet sad poem, and a timeless one at that. Time heals the wounds but the memories will live forever. This was a harsh lesson that many of us have had to learn. Nice writing for being written 26 years ago Coyote!

[Joy]

Love the emotion in this poem. Just a thought, though - proper grammar would take this poem from good to great. Its harder to follow (at least for me) with verb tenses awry. Good job, though. I love the way you convey emotion in your poems. Keep writing! :)

[Star Wolf]

It just seems to me like most of life is spent in sadness, feeling regrets for what we've done or not done and bitterness for harms that were done for us. It just seems like the good times aren't all that big in our minds. Awesome write. I like this one a whole lot!

[Atheana Kylee-S. C.]

very sad, :')

Nice poem :)

[Amy Bumpas]

In this line:She looks at me and ask" Do I think of me?"
It should read: "Do I think of her?"
Yes, hard lessons on love and relationships, and we
learn and hopefully do better the next time.

I enjoy your stories about life:).

[?]

yes this is sad,
Sometimes we are givin the opportunity to learn from out mistakes. And in those mistakes and sad times we grow.
I like this Coyote, shows the experience we all have often experienced, whether it be on the hurting end or the hurt end.

[R E Tree]

I totally agree that the opportunity to love and to be kind makes us better. I think it has a very sad ending. The words you have used makes the poem sound you feel sorry for yourself a lot. It would have been good for her to forgive you but I do agree with what she says being abused and used takes time to heal. I will always remember that. Even I have learnt something from this poem.

[Amit Parmessur]

Very nice one...

(I was just after another conquest.
Just another piece a flesh to add to my sadistic heart.)

Both awesome and gruesome.

[Lovely Lady]

I felt tears roll down my face... Moving, tragic, and bittersweet. Nicely done with a great message.
~♥~

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that conjured up a viveid picture in my mind..you really gave your character depth in such a short piece, I feel the guilt, pain, loneliness..really enjoyed it