Writing Challenge # 25
 

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Let the words flow...

First shot at applying a double rhyme pattern to poetry. Each line rhymes with every other line. Rushed, but true and genuine


Thank you

Asta!!

Very well done K-Wise.....excellent work



Blood loss from this fractured beat
the black pupil is all your eyes have for me
I can feel the flesh of muscle die
and the withered breath of my love, through clenched teeth hisses
I cant forget your taste so sweet
such splendor in your curves I see
Expel you from my mind, I try
but imprinted within my soul are you, a poison left from kisses
Bitter is this humble defeat
but you will be who you must be
and leave this shell alone to cry
dwelling on the smell of hair and skin, and all of you it misses
Knowing no one else in life,has flavour so delicious

Allow the piercing light inside
Its warmth
Its sting
Its shine
To hold you in my heart so dear
Cherish what is never
Fully mine
Feast on words and memories
time stolen
touches sweet
Promises made
Assurance is given
Nights of love again
Discreet
Just a small dark place I hold in your heart
While you have taken over mine
I grasp the smallest
The seconds of the pierce
The flicker of your shine

K Wise ... Tec... Dawg ... just wow.

These snapped wings of freedom
broken by my own hand
to stay grounded in your vision
pebbles of life between my bloodied toes
flight returns to wounded eagles
with nurture from the goddess
feeding from her open mouth
accepting her path wherever it goes
take what I am within yourself
and use me for needs you see
it is in the loving that you prevail
for now, for I will leave as knowledge grows
and what I teach your body knows
for she decides what life bestows

recieve from me these tender blows

Quiet broken by the pain
Of one unseen, unheard
It's not known why
Heartache reigns
But it rules without a word
Distance has no bearing
On what is shared or given
The heart knows where
To place its hurt
And knows it will be forgiven
To love
To share
To be
To have
We ask for without question
It is when the pain comes alive
We see our true reflection

In order to learn from me
You chose to let me be
Parting words thrown in haste
seared open cracked wounds
The salt of the sea is its life
no less required than tides
trapped within the moons pull

Without knowing the reason why
All I did was search for truth and cry
Only when confronted by myself
to see the glass reflects no lies
when in bright light shines away
shadows of boosted ego chased
This light makes up me today

Heartbreak

Wanted to see her
Her father stood in my way
Damn those new curtains

How can you hold
My heart so true
If I could have my say
I would not choose you

My heart rules my head
Although I can see
There is no real future
Between you and me

So why am I stuck here
With this heartache and pain?
Why can't I escape
This emotional drain?

What will be lost
If I walk out this door?
If I don't have you
What's left to explore?

The secret has hit me
I now hold the key
It's not about you...

It's what's missing in me!

Stand back from the doorway to sweetness

Let quiet the sigh - slip loose the hand.

A finger pressed to those lips . .

Intent eyes released

Broken breath through mouth crook'd in pain hard and sharp

To let breath again, see love let loose

That translucent emptied shell lets her dance in light

While empty hands lay still

How ironic.
Yeah...heartbreak's certainly been on my mind these days... :(

The bubbling spring of all my sorrow
is that I gambled on "tomorrow"...
One more time to see your face,
one more laugh, one more embrace.

A chance to spend a lazy day,
explaining why I'd been away.
And reassure you, my best friend,
I wouldn't ever stray again.

A quiet morning, coffee cups,
and hours indulged in catching up.
Perhaps a thought-filled pause or two,
to interject an "I love you"...

To listen to your every word,
about the things you'd seen and heard.
And have you know that, while apart,
I kept you close inside my heart.

But now I'm left here, all alone,
to speak these words to grass and stone...
And now I see, to my dismay,
That our "tomorrow" was yesterday.

I love you still...I love you truly,
Forever, you will be "My Julie".

My heart was like an open book,
of which you openly partook.

A novel to be written by your love,
with divine inspiration from above.

An empty slate upon which to write,
Never a solitary moment too slight.

You grabbed your chisel and inked your quill,
and made your impressions, and pages did fill.

innocence to mischief, and laughs to cries,
you drifted away and severed your ties.

Youth so wasted in efforts so vein,
everyting to learn, yet nothing to gain.

Time has passed on, and wounds may have mended,
but I shall never forget our love that so ended.

as i stared at your shiloete
from across the way
something happend to you
and this i shall say
you had a wang! your life was lies!
you had tucked it between your thighs!
this was the end goodbye and good night
i just made love to a transvestite

We are miles apart and I have no cash or car,
but if I knew I even had the slightest chance with you...
I would find a way to get to where you are.

To earn your smile is like finding a light amidst the dark...
You need only look at me, and you take away my heart.
And even though we're miles apart and I have no cash or car;
If I knew I had a chance with you, I would get to where you are.

Thank you.

Asta!!

Poetry seems to be the style of choice, but I chose to write about my biggest heartbreak which had a huge impact on my life. Hope you enjoy since I'm still in the practicing mode of my writing.

Double Heartbreak

She knew that she had to end the relationship. It was not going with the plans that they had devised after they graduated high school. She thought that it would change and that he would mature, as she had over the past three years. Instead, he stayed the irresponsible high school boy and she had developed into a woman with bigger dreams. The phone rang and she knew what she had to say. She said her piece and listened to him plead his love and promise that he would change if only she would give him the chance. She said that his chances were gone and he could live a happy life with someone who would accept his drinking and irresponsibility.
She slipped the ring off her finger and her hand felt a ton lighter and her heart soared. She was finally free. He, on the other hand, was heartbroken and tried everything to get her back. He left her poems and sent flowers to her house. He came over and cried on her shoulder just asking for another chance. Then after a month of attempting to get her to change her mind, he left and she didn’t hear anything about him for 5 months. Then the new came…he was dead. He had died in a car accident the night before. She went to the funeral and listened to friends and family members confess how he had loved her until the day he died and always held hope that they would reconcile the differences. As she was standing at the gravesite filled, a man approached her and asked her name. He told her that he had something for her and handed her a manila envelope. The handwriting on the front was the handwriting that used to make her heart feel with joy. The drive home seemed like an eternity. The curiosity was burning inside her. She went to her room and shut the door. Slowly, she opened the envelope and took out the contents. There were 7 letters numbered and dated. She slowly read through each letter. The first letter praised her, but as the letters progressed they were filled with more and more hate. Then she read the words that broke her heart in the same way that she had broken his: ‘You probably wouldn’t care if I died today.”