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.

[KaySea]

very nice

[Ladysue]

oh this is so sad, but yes lesson are what make us better and stronger. nicely written...

[nono]

Sometimes I wonder. People put themselves down so hard they don't know how to get back up. Sometimes it takes more than a few words to patch something up sometimes you have to be alone to think better. Nice I really like it!

[Sports Girl]

Sad piece but nicely done

[Robin]

we all affect each other , and in situations like that , she is left without any solace in knowing she might have changed someone for the better . sad story .