When Love Leaves You

oops i wanted this to post it in the quote but wrongly made another comment.. anyways[wink]

AlisVolatPropriis8 said:Thankyou so much .... I loved writing for this very topic Paul*  

yeah it unfortunately happens to us too much it seems

The ‘D’ word .


i.   A sign
    “To be continued.”  
    left on the
    bedroom door.  
    reminding him of
    what was
    disregarded yesterday.  
    As it is read  
    shattered    
    fragments of their  
    life’s windscreen    
    appear vividly in his mind,  
    like a dress rehearsal  
    for the afterlife.  
   
    But the man has  
    emotions  
    whilst well sheltered  
    they speak volumes  
    and share  
    his cracked  
    dislocated    
    heart  
    with society and the rest  
    of this unforgiving    
    world.  
   
ii. An affirmation  
   of just two  
   words, was where  
   this tormented  
   bliss began.  
   And the rubix    
   riddle he finds himself    
   clutching to  
   becomes apparent.  
   
   Yet still    
   in the depths of  
   his soul,  
   the heart    
   races  
   chanting  
   in alarming    
   retorts  
   and screaming    
   "Suicide"  
   from the depth  
   of its dark  
   unexercised  
   bass-less  
   beat.  
   Yet it remembers  
   those three letters,  
   oh how easily    
   he shouted  
   
   “I do.”    
 
iii. Today he studies  
     new verse.  
     Two new words  
     that he  
     will be prompted  
     to say    
     at a moment  
     opportune.  
   
     And he studies them  
     learns them  
     rehearses them  
     auditions    
     in front  
     of his reflection  
     in her full length  
     wall mirror.  
     Finally he finds    
     enthusiasm  
     in his voice,  
     as he blurts the  
     six letters,    
     in harmonious  
     dissonance  
   
    “The End.”

AliP said:The ‘D’ word .


i.   A sign
    “To be continued.”  
    left on the
    bedroom door.  
    reminding him of
    what was
    disregarded yesterday.  
    As it is read  
    shattered    
    fragments of their  
    life’s windscreen    
    appear vividly in his mind,  
    like a dress rehearsal  
    for the afterlife.  
   
    But the man has  
    emotions  
    whilst well sheltered  
    they speak volumes  
    and share  
    his cracked  
    dislocated    
    heart  
    with society and the rest  
    of this unforgiving    
    world.  
   
ii. An affirmation  
   of just two  
   words, was where  
   this tormented  
   bliss began.  
   And the rubix    
   riddle he finds himself    
   clutching to  
   becomes apparent.  
   
   Yet still    
   in the depths of  
   his soul,  
   the heart    
   races  
   chanting  
   in alarming    
   retorts  
   and screaming    
   "Suicide"  
   from the depth  
   of its dark  
   unexercised  
   bass-less  
   beat.  
   Yet it remembers  
   those three letters,  
   oh how easily    
   he shouted  
   
   “I do.”    
 
iii. Today he studies  
     new verse.  
     Two new words  
     that he  
     will be prompted  
     to say    
     at a moment  
     opportune.  
   
     And he studies them  
     learns them  
     rehearses them  
     auditions    
     in front  
     of his reflection  
     in her full length  
     wall mirror.  
     Finally he finds    
     enthusiasm  
     in his voice,  
     as he blurts the  
     six letters,    
     in harmonious  
     dissonance  
   
    “The End.”

 


(claps) now that's what I'm talking about (pardon the french) but that was fucking excellent man I totally get it ha ha  

Thanks Paul..I'm glad you like it...

That was Absolutely Brilliant AliP!!!!

milkyway said:That was Absolutely Brilliant AliP!!!!

wasn't it just ?

rayheinrich said:

     < christmas paper >

    i took your face today
    i wrapped it up

    wrapped it in the paper
    that we used last christmas

    last christmas
    when we stayed up
    folding it
    folding it
    into the shapes
    of kids
    into the life
    we wanted

    what to do this year
    what to do
    with the paper that's left over?

    i took your face today
    i wrapped it up

         - - -
 


That was so heavy man , wow as I know too well how that feels it sucks the big one alright and this is going to be a damned hard competition to judge as gems like these are coming in but that is what you get when there is great writers all in one site , so anyway thanks ray for this I personally felt it totally  

HOW DO YOU ENTER THESES?

I see your face,
I hear your voice.
Never thought
you'd mean this much.
Scared to touch you,
scared to love you.
Wish you didn't mean this much.
Days spent thinking.
Nights spent dreaming.
Realizing what I want
is what I cannot have.
I want your smile,
I want your touch.
I want all of you.
Days without talking to you
are more than I can take.
Knowing this sounds crazy,
but I feel it all the same.
The nights are growing colder
without you by my side.
I never saw this coming.
Maybe I could have done something
to prove to you
that I really
love you.

CAOS737 said:HOW DO YOU ENTER THESES?


The same way you just posted but post a poem I look forward to reading it

dankkaxle said:I see your face,
I hear your voice.
Never thought
you'd mean this much.
Scared to touch you,
scared to love you.
Wish you didn't mean this much.
Days spent thinking.
Nights spent dreaming.
Realizing what I want
is what I cannot have.
I want your smile,
I want your touch.
I want all of you.
Days without talking to you
are more than I can take.
Knowing this sounds crazy,
but I feel it all the same.
The nights are growing colder
without you by my side.
I never saw this coming.
Maybe I could have done something
to prove to you
that I really
love you.



That's a nice poem I like it good work dankkaxle :)

rayheinrich said:

     < christmas paper >

    i took your face today
    i wrapped it up

    wrapped it in the paper
    that we used last christmas

    last christmas
    when we stayed up
    folding it
    folding it
    into the shapes
    of kids
    into the life
    we wanted

    what to do this year
    what to do
    with the paper that's left over?

    i took your face today
    i wrapped it up

         - - -



you left me speechless. STUNNING!

Brown eyes
Pale complection
Bloodshot tired
Overdosed? no
Taking in
Every moment
Smoke tastes
Like nothing
I've known
We don't
Want it
Hightops, leather
Twenty pairs
Energy drink
Cans rolled
Neath' beds
Night = Morning
Work 7a.m
Blackout=couch
Meet you
Back there
Days long
Txt silently
"Hello", "goodbye"
My trust
Gone forever
Couldn't see
This coming
I miss
It, us
So much
Doesn't matter
To you.....
Love is
A four
Letter word
and so
is past