Loved and Lost

Loved and Lost

A Poem by Talesha
"

El romance y la pasión no son para mi. Soy azul Lloro por amor... (romance and passion is not for me. I am blue and I cry for love)

"

 Warned and weary,

Here I sit...

Alone feeling like s**t.

My error, such a grave mistake,

How I see love turning to hate.

 

I gave too much,

I love too strong,

But my heart yearned this for long.

To never know if it was real,

To imagine the outsiders.

 

I can picture how they feel,

The judgments and the hate..

Used and isolated,

Beginning to believe in this fate.

A new experience so I thought,

My love was the fetus, time to abort.

 

The anger I feel into my veins,

Nothing compared to how my heart strains.

To scream out so loud,

Til Satan evacuates hell and goes to the clouds.

 

 

Sad, bitter and full of regret,

I see how he has lost the love he felt

Just like the others, but yet so much more,

Why did I not talk myself out this before?

It was a choice and an experience of mine,

From wonderful and happy, to simply just fine.

 

 

Morbid thoughts of destitution call my name,

My actions of love simply cause me shame.

I know that one day I can be strong again,

It is only because I walk with Jesus, my long time friend.

I will always wonder if any was real.

 

In our close moments, so I would feel,

Maybe it was all just a lie..

Somehow I cannot convince myself,

Not even when I try.

I know not to believe in love anymore,

Unconditional and faithful passion, truly my flaw.

© 2014 Talesha


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Thank you so much kaze :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wow, this poem is amazing. :-)

Kaze~

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Talesha
Talesha

Caribbean, Trinidad and Tobago



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About me? Well,I dream about love,curious about life after death.I have visions of a future that I'm not sure will ever happen,but I dream of them anyway.I have been broken-heartened,by my own blood a.. more..

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A Poem by Talesha