Trapped love

Trapped love

A Poem by ron

Trapped love

Your words they touched my soul, it had been forgotten long ago, tucked away like a bad memory that wanted to stay.

You dragged it out making ever cut and burn alive with regret.

Taking me to places promised, making me dream of something not conscious.

A cloud you promised was more than it was.

Butterfly kisses on a warm summer’s day.

While the birds flew by sing songs of love on a soft colored sky.

You took me to the meadow and promised it would be forever.

Making me believe in love once again.

Was this your plan to trap me in your web?

Was a toy to be played with to satisfy your unfulfilled lies?

Was I to be re-molded to fit yourself loathing?

I try to leave but your web has trapped me.

You use all you weapons to keep me in check.

You use what you have because you don’t know any better.

Allow me my dignity, my own self-respect.

Allow me to leave you and I might be back.

If you truly love me, and don’t need a pet.

Than please my dear love give me back my wings.

Allow me to soar and show you my gossamers flight.

If you true loved me and not the pain held deep inside.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2013 ron


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It is so very difficult to get away from the "grip" of one who does not allow another to be who they want to be, to understand who they are. You are able to convey this entrapment so vividly in your poem. I like the flow and the way it reads like a story - all just adding another link to the chain that binds, the noose that hangs!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ron

11 Years Ago

You are far to kind dear sweet gentle soul. I blush at your kind words.



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Wow… this is fantastic!

Brilliant imagery and great transitions!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ron

11 Years Ago

Thank you. You are amazing for one so young as you, and your reviews give me insperation and hope th.. read more
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Love is fleeting. It's silly I know, we use a butterfly net for both catching butterflies and crazy people - and yet - I feel with some of the squirrelly girls I've met and known, a butterfly net wouldn't be such a bad thing to catch them with either, with all their wiles and smiles. :)

Might make a change:
Was this your plane[plan] to trap me in your web?

I will tell ya now, if you ever let a girl borrow your wings they will always be returned - frayed. Chin up - life goes ever on. ;)


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ron

11 Years Ago

Ive had mine frayed more than a few times lol. Thnk you
dw817

11 Years Ago

Sure, just understand NO-ONE, not even the average girl - understands other girls. I don't understan.. read more
It is so very difficult to get away from the "grip" of one who does not allow another to be who they want to be, to understand who they are. You are able to convey this entrapment so vividly in your poem. I like the flow and the way it reads like a story - all just adding another link to the chain that binds, the noose that hangs!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ron

11 Years Ago

You are far to kind dear sweet gentle soul. I blush at your kind words.
You write beautifully and convey greatly ... Thank you for sharing ...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ron

11 Years Ago

Thank you that means a lot to me.
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)

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Imperial, CA



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I have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..

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