When he looked into her hazel eyes
There was enough love for him and
everybody else – deeper and deeper
he went; was more and more to see.
It was all too much for him to take
He had been burned one to many
times – the romance that she was
showing was dull to the touch.
But she knew what to do, so she
Kissed him and he started floating
down a polluted stream – had no
paddle, was literally up the creek.
Made no difference to her for now she
Had him in the palms of her manipulating
hands – was sharp to the touch; took him
apart piece by excruciating piece.
Sailed with him on love’s slippery slope
He was so doped up on broken promises he
didn’t know which way was up – with her
killer looks, his goose was cooked.
Then, somehow he mustered up the strength
Reached right in and pulled out her heart
it was hinged in the middle – he threw it
on a love letter; one from him to her.
Grabbed her little black book, made a few
Calls to lovers who had been tossed to the
waste-side – all came over to stomp on her
heart; now she resides with Lucifer.
‘2009’RLS
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This one is RAGING! I have seen people like that..and they scare me.
They seem to gain strength from those actions of deceit.
Run, far away, fast!
Love and Hugs,
Christine
Wonderfully engaging in its intense and vivid revenge- but the poem is a masterpiece on the vagaries of love, deceit, and the sad awakening that most of us experience after recovering from the drunken stupor of ecstasy. (Silly blind hearts!!!)
Cynthia
Oh the trap of her prowess arms....
But ahem....I am of that species & nearly ashamed by this
But none the less...WOW!! Fantastic Write!
Yeah! I especially loved:
Reached right in and pulled out her heart
it was hinged in the middle – he threw it
on a love letter; one from him to her.”
BAM!!! Yeah..."git yurself sum"....really good poem of empowerments!!
But surely a man must learn the value of looks
& the worth of beauty :)
Much Love & Inspirations To You Poet
Embraced
Vickie
To Many Who Get Burned Cannot Learn To Never Look Back,i.e. H S Sweetheart Like My Momma Then Sezs:
Its Only puppy Love You'll Get Over It--AND HOW I DID
1974 Went PA Tow Car Back To CA-1st Day Pull In Gas Station--I Hear Someone Yell My Name? My H S Sweetheart-(Her Momma Broke Us Up)Dory 4'8" And 3 Of Her 6 ' Tall Kids,SHE IS DIVORCED...
Stop N Think (God)Saved My Ass,i.e. That Could Been My 6 Kids I Would Be Paying $$ Child Support For...
You See: Sometimes We Just Do Not Know How Well We Are Off-Huh!!!
TRASK
Hugs,
Marcia
You are on a roll poet YOU!!
Love Tinka
You surely do pack a punch my friend :-)
Hope 2009 yields harmonious relationships and happy returns for you and yours,
Best,
Linda
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
She took out his heart and stomped that sucker flat ... doesn't that sound like it should be in a country song?
Rockie Coppolella