was reading a book by Mia Angelou "Letters to my daughter" and she spoke of a time when she was beaten almost to death by a lover. To her and the countless women who have suffered at the hands of a "loved one".
I didn't see it coming
the fist smashing into my jaw
the pain that jarred me to my spine
as my head fell back at an unearthly angle
my mouth gapping open without sound.
I didn't know that love could hurt so much
I believed the stars that I would be seeing would be from
sweet, gentle bliss not from anger and rage that
dropped me to my knees and
sank my soul into a dark place of pain and agony.
I felt the second blow only for a second
before I crumbled at your feet, finally submissive
this is so nicely written..though the pain you told was deeply felt
love is always pain..sometimes i even wonder why is it so
but getting battered by a lover..it just could not be worse
you woman is more than life..you made me live and smile
sweet and gentle,how could i turn so beastly so
love is crazy at times,love was not made for those
they say love is a mixture of emotions,that could really hurt
i never believed in that..its everything thats heavenly
it even makes you fly..its the sweetest thing ever known
welcome back ,and i really loved this,and could tell even more,ha ha
lovely write..
this is so nicely written..though the pain you told was deeply felt
love is always pain..sometimes i even wonder why is it so
but getting battered by a lover..it just could not be worse
you woman is more than life..you made me live and smile
sweet and gentle,how could i turn so beastly so
love is crazy at times,love was not made for those
they say love is a mixture of emotions,that could really hurt
i never believed in that..its everything thats heavenly
it even makes you fly..its the sweetest thing ever known
welcome back ,and i really loved this,and could tell even more,ha ha
lovely write..
this plays very close to heart for me...been there left there and never going back there...but questions, whys, was it me's, if only's, and on and on til it juz wore me to sleep! When you make it out...for good for always...then you look inside craving a truth you can't fathom because it came from a beast and not your ownself
I dont like the subject AT ALL, but I liked how you portrayed the feeling. for the first time, i felt like i could see how it felt from a woman's perspective to be in such a bad situation. Someone very close to me was in a smiliar one, and i kept trying to make sense out of why she didn't just get up and go at the first sign of trouble. Sometimes, I really wish people would reveal their true selves from the beginning, so that we can make an educated decision as to whether or not we want to be with this person. I digress. Your imagery of emotions and even weaving in a color representation of wanted feelings versus their real life application in this situation was amazing. I look forward to reading your next piece!
wow, how can I be honest with my review. no it didn't happen to me ever. But sweetie everything else did,
I mean everything else did, I mean it. After I bury my dear husband, I thought it would be the worst pain I would feel, not so......Keep your head up and keep moving, one step at a time, I have no idea if your poem has anything to do personally with you, still one step at a time sweetie, I know. Hugs and god Bless.
Can I write? Yes. But can I write well? Probably not, but I will continue to work at it, because I love the written word- or well written words strung together to convey a great thought. I don't edit.. more..