If Heaven Knew

If Heaven Knew

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen

If Heaven Knew

You overcame the love

you professed with ease.

His satanic demands

now you serve to please.

And you do leave me parched,

have stolen all the bread and fruits,

left me scratching dusty earth

and shrivelled, rotting roots.

The roots of love’s true smile,

the tango of desire

we once danced

that set our hearts afire.

Oh how heaven opened

to us then,

who could predict

that it would ever end?

And now I sit alone

my dreams all dashed

upon such a salty death

and all my hope is lost.

 

10/08/13

© 2014 John Alexander McFadyen


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This is indeed a very sad and lonely piece, feeling betrayed and abandoned. Most of us can relate.

Posted 10 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

10 Years Ago

You are having a marathon john read. Many thanks KLG
When a third party enters a relationship, he or she is often seen as the devil...truth is though, the devil will not stay if he is not welcome. It is sad to be betrayed in this way.....and it takes a long time to trust again. Very emotive and well written. Lydi**

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much Lydi
A nicely told story here of recovery and betrayal, good work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you Sheema
"You overcame the love
you professed with ease.
His satanic demands
now you serve to please."

To think one has found love everlasting and then have their hopes cut short is very painful especially if it because someone else had come into the picture. I found this sad but enjoyed the wording especially where you speak of love as a tango. heartfully penned... shallimarRose

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you Rose. It was I who entered a parched desert to water a flower. Then the flower faced the s.. read more
Hopefully you have found your hope again my friend. Very well written.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Your passion pen is at it again, one never knows John...keep the faith my friend.

The roots of love’s true smile,
the tango of desire
we once danced
that set our hearts afire.

Sigh worthy....simply love your tango.

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you Frieda
I have read a lot of John`s work today, and he writes well.

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Sorry for the marathon Leslie. was just trying to write it all out.
It sounds like your recovering well. With your head held high and your steps solid, keep on marching my friend. Good piece!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Thank you for sharing these passionate words. It must be difficult, but you are doing it in a very artistic way .. Our thoughts and prayers go with you right now my friend.

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you Doug for your kindness.
You have great skill when it comes to portraying such deep emotions and darkness within your short, frequent lines. I like the abcb scheme and also how it abruptly stops at your last stanza, almost reiterating your last line and the idea of helplessness and futility.

Posted 11 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

11 Years Ago

Thank you Meesh I wanted it to end without a direct rhyme. Just like my recent experience.
Meesh

11 Years Ago

I thought so. Very artistic of you. Well done.

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