you wore the mask of love planting your bomb like your seed of destruction disguised as love like a leper piece by piece in the shadows of love raped by the vile deed in memory of my broken heart you placed your timer killed by love transending lust your s*xual desire my heart breaking opening the veil my eyes darkened by lack of sleep my soul restless blood shot eyes as my soul weeps full of pain and anguish deep in my being my world destruction ashen white with the colour of hurt dying my eyes look ash white sick to the stomach you planted your bomb blowing my mind all over the place my heart and soul rejected saved by the life and soul my spirit a wolf on a mountain top head raised towards a full moon howls to the heavens in pain in the shadow of the wolf pitter,patter on the ground raindrops falling like teardrops from my soul my heart hurted severly a victim of love blown apart with this feeling my spirit cries for justice as karma calls
jesse as always a beautiful comment a violin for me ha ha a past ghost thank you so much
shadow1950taunton, Somerset, England UKApr 14, 2013
what can I say that's not been said excellent Liam my spirit a wolf on a mountain top head raised towards a full moon howls to the heavens in pain in the shadow of the wolf magical words
poetno1 always a beautiful comments thank you ever so much
smmerwindSan Francisco, California USAApr 15, 2013
a victim of love blown apart with this feeling my spirit cries for justice as karma calls
At times Liam, we feel victimized and the pain is deep but then on the one hand., this is reality. The point of me saying is: We do learn a lot if only toi make us stronger, more resilient and hopeful that the pain wouldn't be as bad as the last.
Nice story and hope you will get better from the hurt. I know it will..
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Such power to this poem. It was nice to read your gifted words. Take care. Blessings!
my spirit a wolf
on a mountain top
head raised towards a full moon
howls to the heavens in pain
in the shadow of the wolf
magical words
blown apart with this feeling
my spirit cries for justice
as karma calls
At times Liam, we feel victimized and the pain is deep but then on the one hand., this is reality. The point of me saying is: We do learn a lot if only toi make us stronger, more resilient and hopeful that the pain wouldn't be as bad as the last.
Nice story and hope you will get better from the hurt. I know it will..
smmer wind