Stedan Poetry (135)

Tenderness has a lovely touch,
taking you as my perfect choice,
loving you so very much,
listening to your gentle voice,
soft tones melting me,
sweet sensuous lips to kiss,
eyes bright for me to see,
looking for you so not to miss,
cuddling you next to me,
so our heartbeats melt as one,
your love has set me free,
and your heart has been won.

The Moon was once whole and bright,
its surface smooth as silk,
over the milleniums it has cast its light,
watching over mankinds ilk,

During this time it has seen many things,
seeing lovers fall and break,
moons shadow no longer sings,
too many times now seen all the heartbreaks,

To hide its pain it comes in view,
only when the moments are right,
when dark and dull its heartbreaks due,
as it grows with lovers new, its light shines bright,

What we see now scarred upon its life,
is so many hurts and pain,
all the troubles and strife,
as our life spans go, the moon will remain,

We will all soon turn to dust,
time is the moons heartbreak,
having to sit above us to see whats just,
just how much is left with this give and take,

One day it will be all too much its time done,
broken and saddened by its souless life,
all that we will see then is that sun,
the Moon had lived too long without a wife.

A sorrowful heart has gotten hold of me,
remembering your sweet embrace,
I am trying so hard to break free,
from your soft fragrance trace,

Some of your belongings still here,
leaving me for excuses and not reason,
if I throw them away will it break this fear,
at the time so close to that Xmas season,

I really loved you with my heart and soul,
my very being could quake in your presence,
you created life in me like a new born foal,
so much feeling and emotions essence,

So many years in a relationship jealousy ridden,
your nature was truly soft and gentle,
any baggage you carried was well hidden,
not understanding is truly driving me mental,

I cannot contact you or let you know,
just how much love had gotten a hold of me,
placed yourself in an area of No Go,
proper answers may set me free,

Days I get like this because of you,
do I despise or hate your running,
sorrowful heart broken in two,
loves tune is still gently humming,

Finding a new love to replace you,
looking for that person, a new face,
communicating with others so hard to do,
always in my mind is your loves trace.

I no longer know myself,
the person who I am,
even though in excellent health,
at times wish could end this life span,

Still carrying loves hurt,
dreams surround this soul,
did I put too much of me, in this romantic spurt,
without you, I no longer feel am whole,

I have tried to be positive and strong,
knowing your no longer there,
I put all of me in you, so I could belong,
all I have is memories now alone to share,

Your voice upon my answer phone,
of messages gone by,
wishing I could have you home,
knowing all is gone, truly makes me sigh,

Those words of truth you said,
did you come to me, to do an agenda check,
words have seriously messed my head,
leaving me sound in body but a mental wreck,

The sun is now creeping in,
bringing warmth and life anew,
charred love burns within,
smouldering ashes, still quite a few,

Can I ever get back on track,
return myself back to me,
conviction in self is what I lack,
when hearts break one is free, the other left to be,

If only you could see,
how tired my life has become,
how much hurt you left, so you could be free,
there is nothing more I can say or be done.

This blank canvas which is my heart,
now empty and needs to be redrawn,
it needs a little fire for a start,
to stop it feeling so forlorn,

A tender hand to hold that brush,
to mix that flow of delight,
taking it slow do not rush,
giving me colour make my heart bright,

Paint in the flame of desire,
make these arteries pump,
make my blood pressure higher,
your oils will fill this hearts sump,

Using your coloured fingers to strum,
creating the tune to this heartbeat,
do it right and yours I will become,
you will then feel the love of this hearts heat.

Too late now to apologise,
you took on their words instead,
it was not me who said those stories or told the lies,
you let your emotions rule your head,

You broke it all off and ran,
been a long time since I took your call,
left me with broken dreams, holding the can,
now you want to try again, as I think and stall,

Oh Yes I dearly remember your scent and smell,
what about now, what about today you say,
my resolve is weakening I know you can tell,
your saying things was never meant that way,

If I accept this your apology,
will I really feel the same way again,
do I thank my lucky stars or study the astrology,
could I really live through another bout of pain,

Please give me time and let me think,
your now telling me you will always be true,
feelings and emotions seems am skating in the rink,
remember I say it was not me who left, it was you,

You tell me, I am sorry, I apologise,
my heart is trying to rule my head,
could this be truth or more lies,
what if it happens again will you choose them instead,

Too late now to apologise, I sigh,
the sound of your tears and sobs echo in the hall,
thanks for your call but I must really say Goodbye,
I remembered too well how you broke my heart, I recall.

How many times have our eyes crossed this peak,
this mountain that exists between us,
the temptation of lust that we could seek,
imagine if we get caught what about all the fuss,

Your eyes call and they tell me all,
mine in kind respond to you so well,
how will our friends react to this call,
can we live with all the kiss and tell,

The power of your lusty scent,
sends my senses all in a quiver,
we cannot allow this, it is not meant,
I need to step outside until in cold I shiver,

I cannot betray friendships trust,
you need to concentrate more on him,
I know if I yield their very heart will bust,
to covert another is truly a sin,

I will just say hello as I normally do,
you will respond to your husbands best friend in kind,
as always I will wish the best for both of you,
we have to put these temptations out of our mind.

The world is a very sad place at times to be,
many do not know of such hunger and sadness,
people do not want to be rich but just fed and free,
troubled areas in the world such madness,

Sudan a place I went back in eighty five,
working for Save the Children Fund as a coordinator,
seen so many skeletons walking or crawling alive,
images never forgotten in dreams they come much later,

When body bags have all gone,
placing lifeless children in plastic bags,
the stark darkness within sunlight they shone,
hands a shaking placing those tags,

That terrible smell of human stench,
old and young huddled together,
made your stomach really wrench,
images that remain with you forever,

looking down at that brown face and soft curls,
seeing the way they died malnutrition,
never again to feel another touch unfurled,
this is fact not dreams or superstition,

Nearly thirty years on and its still the same,
man made wars and natural disasters,
when will this world learn living life is not a game,
images of death still flash around from newscasters,

Austerity measures and how it ranks,
priveleged politicians with food a plenty,
so many now going to the food banks,
is this what my generation worked for, to be so empty,

My Fathers father fought in the last war,
wounded and his very life near spent,
worked and died before his pension he saw,
austerity measures is now this intent,

Now the idea of paying more in so you gain,
sliding scale of state pension due,
how many will make the score in the 68, 70, 75 game,
in proportion to population so very few,

How blind are we to be,
this distortion to the working class,
only the rich will ever see,
politicians and governments go kiss my a**.

Todays messages of love so fast,
instant emotions as can be,
how I long for the past,
of love letters you wrote to me,

I remember the scented letter,
with annotations on the back,
your written words always made me better,
waiting patiently for that postmans sack,

To see your hand pen those words,
when calm your writing would be eloquent,
saying things of love and others absurd,
but to read your feelings of what you meant,

Holding those letters was like touching you,
reading absorbing your emotions intent,
your words always in my minds view,
of love letters you always sent.

Feelings and emotions still running wild,
it has been some time now since you have been gone,
how can one stop the love thats crying inside,
you were my lifes torch and in you I shone,

Days, weeks and months have now passed,
many people have given advice and been so kind,
Never in my thoughts would have I put you aside or cast,
without your presence am softly loving you in my mind,

You asked me once what you meant to me,
expressing words of how you made me feel,
my answers must have clouded your mind to set me free,
past experiences had made me numb to tell you what was really real,


If these words you could really see,
of the devotion I would have always given you,
you as you were was all I wanted you to be,
my hearts soul was always for you true,

Letting you go this I have to do, I really must,
so that this inner peace I can truly find,
all I can say is that in you I did really trust,
but I will always be softly loving you in my mind.

Reasons for me to believe,
giving myself the hopes,
in my mind I can conceive,
relive lifes little jokes,

Reasons to keep me strong,
giving myself the light,
in this life I belong,
no matter what is my plight,

Reasons to find a love true,
giving myself a musical tune,
in this life I will find you,
one day maybe, soon.