saga of a poet loosing in love p1-2-3

 

 

a poets cry for a  lost love

 

it's a saga of how a poet mends his soul

 

 

oooh my love here  i am searching for words,

 

to express the pain of a torture soul,

 

tell of a spirit who wings have  been clipped ,

 

can no longer    fly high,  yes swore,

 

oh lord! like waves in the ocean   ,

 

that has lost the way to shore,

 

how does one paint a picture ,

 

of a nightmare gone wild,

 

that use to be a dream ,

 

 

how does one turn to write the thing,,

 

that brings him so much pain,

 

 

i -oh- i need shelter,never ever,

 

 have i been this way before,

 

hands on the knob ,

 

pulling on heartbreak door,

 

i can't open it too afraid to accept it,

 

 

can't face the hurt that bleeds ,

 

all the joy from me,

 

 

when a poet looses in love ,

 

the world is oh so cold,

 

life becomes a place .

 

worse than a black hole,

 

no hope ,no life ,cold as ice,,

 

i would cry but what good would it do,

 

i know it wont bring back you,

 

i would sell my soul,

 

if only i could hear your voice.,

 

tell me God am i asking too much,

 

i would gladly jump in hells fire,

 

if it meant retrieving my hearts desire,

 

i know words can be at a lost,

 

to write  emotions gone  astray,

 

i hurt ,i ache,

 

life can be too high of a price to pay,

 

 for a lonely poet to bare the cost ,

 

love once again has shown a strong man ,

 

just who's boss,,peace wizthom@o8

 

 

 

 

part two

 

 

 a poets cry for lost love

 

 

starring up at the night time sky----

 

searching for constellations big dipper,

 

Orion, cupids bow and  arrow,

 

no i 'm not bored,

 

just in need of  a woman,

 

 to love and hold,

 

someone to call my angel

 

to replace the one i lost

 

being strong when i am alone,

 

is just another  sad song,

 

 no! i don't need money,fortune or fame,

 

i just need me a woman to call my own,

 

so tire of all the bumps and bruises ,

 

of being an all the time looser,

 

  being an out side lover,

 

it hurts to know,

 

 you and your husband have made up,

 

 renewed the vows of love,

 

knowing the loving must be good  ,

 

 still fresh in the making up

 

imagine me how i feel ,

 

 

each time you moan i groan,

 

each time you  ooh  then aah ,

 

it's like darts shooting through my heart,

 

i hear you baby you and him,

 

it's torture baby,him sneering ,

 

 

it causes me such agony,

 

i see it baby ,him making fun of me,

 

i can't bare the thought of you releasing an climax ,

 

with him ,,i wonder if you even know,

 

that i have penciled my way into your life,

 

it's a sad sight  trying to save face,

 

 when i know all memories of you and me,

 

are being erased,,every time you two make love,

 

outside it's raining i think I'll go for a walk,

 

with my God have a little talk,

 

dear lord take my hand,as i walk in the pouring rain,

 

 

I'm hurt broke down disgusted,so in pain,,

 

 

till I'm beginning to question my sanity,

 

oh God i love her ,now that she's no-longer in my life,

 

let the rain hide the tears in my eyes,

 

the tears that i cry,cause only you know,

 

 to win her love how hard i tried,,

 

God looks like she has made up her mind,

 

from now on I'll be a stranger ,

 

on the outside of her life

 

 

,,peace wizthomo8,

 

LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,

 

 



good morning note book ,
i have a verse and a hook,
a few words to pen that ,
need to be said,

oooh it has been so long since ,
truth has slept in my bed,
usually i greet the new horizon,
with a lying woman who's married,
or a harlot who's company i paid,
a kings Ransom just to share my bed,

so like the night before i cover my head,
to go in search of that illusive dream,
where lies are truth,all love is new,
love is ever so kind never rude,

take a sip of the stale drink on the nightstand,
left over from last night games of love and pride,
the truths that came from lies
wow it"s strong, wont need no coffee this morning,
just a tall glass of ice water don't mean to be a bother,
no need to open up the curtains to see the same ole sun,
shinning on a world based on lies,deceit ,trickery,

i have no plans on going to work ,
not in the mood,
to be around my boss he's such a jerk,,
ooh she's stirring soon she will be awakening,
such a beautiful angel ,lets see can't remember her name,
oh what the hell I'm in the mood for another love go round,

the reality of lies is truth,
i love you,tell me you love me to,
lie to me baby tell me I'm the only one,
you will ever want or need,
lie to me baby tell me that you are single,
lie to me baby, that you are a lady of virtue,
whatever you do just don't tell me the truth,,

peace wizthom




LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,



adurey where did last years leaves go

funny how we search for truth in those lies ,

spoken by deceitful eyes

yeah how we are fast to believe in the nightmare.

that seems like a dream at first,,

Audrey i been wondering the very same thing too,

i came here thinking you would know.

where did last years leaves go,

like my dreams ,like my love,

like my positive state of mind,

i can't find them,

she said i was hers.

she said there was no-one else ,

like spirits turning into ghost boo!,

look here comes some poor lost soul,

out here feeling just like us,

wondering where did last years leaves go,

i could have swore i was in love,

i could have bet my life on her telling the truth,

how unkind reality can be yeah so damn cruel,

awakening me from my dream to this madness,

such sadness oh-oh-oh

Audrey tell me please where did last years leaves go,

the f@ck if know. she lied i lied,

we lied, till truth had to show,

nothing has been the same,

tell me i wanna believe in a lie.peace wizthom



where did they go



I'm here to tell you

I'm reclaiming my pride picking up bushing off my dirty dignity.

all that i was all that i am I'm taking back from the lost and found,

yes i am placing my feet back on solid ground,

it's gonna be alright i made it out of darkness into the sunlight,

i-oh-i gotten over the worst ,i can feel the hurt ,

fading away to just a dull ache ,

changes in my life i am able to make,

without you messing up my mind,

i know i will win in love next time,

i know,i know,i know---

you thought the cleansing of the soul ,

would never come,

or there will be life after the storm,

I'm here to tell you ,

I'm able to face the dawn,

through clear eyes,

I'm getting up from the falling by the wayside,

clarity is no-longer a mystery,

i can see clearly that you and i was not meant to be,,
















 

 

  

 

LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,

Author's Note

this is a true write how the changes a poet goes thu loosing in love ,
the deep hurt of rejection and soul searching hope u enjoy

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

So sad and so beautifully written. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Erin Phoenix]

This is beautiful :)

[Theta S. T.]

The truth lies with in your art..this is a magnificent write a true tell all on the phases of a writer and how love can change it all. Thank you for sharing


~~Theta

[Barbara Walker]

You are so talented and I am sorry you had to go through this, but if you hadn't, how would I be able to read a very honest, from the heart, description of what a heart goes through in love and loss? Your pen flows with emotion, the hurt, the anger, the disbelief, the deal-making with God to fix it, go back to the love you knew. The strength in recovering your dignity and your optimism for an honest future love. It all flows from your heart and pen beautifully and we see a soul that is stronger and not willing to settle for lies. Growth and growing, gaining wizdom, what life is all about! Kudos, wise man speaks! Part One Line 2, "tortured soul", line 3, "whose wing", line 6, "have lost their way", line 9, "Used to be", line 19,
"loses in love", line 31, "at a loss", line 35, "bear the cost". Part two Line one, "staring up", line 21, "shining". Last Part Line 2, "brushing off my dirty dignity". (ALSO ONE OF MY FAVORITE LINES). And finally, the last line, "you and I were not meant to be". Bravo, wizthom! Barbara

[Sandra K]

LOVE LOVE LOVE!

How beautiful, so many expressions about many different kinds of love. What a great piece of work to share! Thank you!


Sandra K!

[Angel's Lady]

"how does one paint a picture, of a nightmare gone wild" - How indeed?

Great write! You voiced this very well. Good job!

[Dani California]

Oh my dear poetic genius friend... this is magnificent in its beauty, its pain... its loneliness and longing for love. It seems that in our suffering, poets do their best work. That has always made me wonder if we are doomed to repeat the same suffering, and if we subconsciously create it in order to bring forth our deepest and most heartfelt creations.

You have a certain gift of pen.....

Another brilliant piece. :) Thank you.