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Although it may be commendable color
To continue in the practice of loyalty to a cheat
is worse than to be left alone
while your heart suffers needlessly
the other is reveling in meandering lustful excesses
Love undergoes a withering death
All sense of time is lost yet the pain continues on
an exercise in futility with loving dreams in tow,
Though burdened by the reality of unrelenting loss
Lost alone
Unable to face the terrors
Of the recurrent theme
A false kiss rendered
Displacing the loving visions of the apparent reality
With the new painful course
My loving partner
A dis apparent, ghoulish beast
Their resolve lacking or elsewhere held close,
I fear for my intentions
Deeds honestly, i would have done
Tortured out of my mind
The love lost
Abandonment
In come
The misty blues
Strikes hard my mood
As salty rain
Gently falls from sullen skies
Gray clouds
Shroud the quiet scene
Desolation reigns
Over the abysmal plains
Gathered ends without means
Broken hearted souls
Shattered dreams
As a ghostly wind drags on
Uttering ghastly sighs
With a
Horrid stench
A sticky cold sweat
Stifling heat and humidity
Feeling filthy, unclean
Polluted with a foreign odor
Heartaches reverberating
Endlessly
Creating a cacophony
Crying echoes
The dying screams of lost souls
A silent prayer is sent
A calling somewhere in between
Solemnly wept
Breaking the eerie silences
In an alliance
With loves' death
Disillusionment
Strikes
So swiftly with it's
Punishing blow
Persistently tormented souls
Destroying futures
Of the next order
Creating the unborn dreams
Of aborted fetuses in a conference call to truth
Life held in abeyance
Awaiting the judicial deliberation
In preparation to announce a profound
Final judgment
Of
Nightmarish fantasies
Unborn
Love needed contributions
Which were never made...
A tidal wave of broken promises
Drifting in from the south
tearing at my heart
Before i am washed away
I add my scream to the silent
Heartbeat rhythm pulse
Drowning alone
Once more
As my spirit leaves me
In my
Last waking moment
I offer a prayer for you
My wandering soul
Lost
Across the abysmal
Plains
Love is calling
...can anyone read the signs
We are being tested
In truth
Are we willing?
To uphold the task
To love
Despite our loss
Return to the garden
The gate has been left open
Calling us for reentry
If we have learned
From our mistakes
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Copyright ©2008Charles Edward Fields 2
