Open Poetry #5 |
For All The Times........ |
jascanvey Member
since 1999-12-26
Posts 130England |
For all the times you made me cry For all the times I wondered why For all the times you looked away There was so much more left to say. For all the times you cut me down For all the times you made me frown For all the times you left me alone I waited all day by the phone. For all the times you broke my heart For all the times I fell apart For all the times you pushed me out I was left with all this doubt. For all the times I couldn't sleep For all the times my thoughts ran deep For all the times you left me cold It was only you I wanted to hold. For all the times you held me near For all the times I felt so dear For all the times I wanted more You left me feeling like a whore. For all the times we could have talked For all the times away you walked For all the times you left me numb How could I ever have been so dumb? For all the times you were my friend For all the times I was left to fend For all the times you were so stern And yet I find I still don't learn. For all the times I gave up men For all the times I took you back again For all the times I took your side What was the point, you only lied. For all these times I gave you my best And now I'm left with all this mess Through all these times I needed your touch But now I realise, I wanted too much. |
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Smore Member
since 2000-01-24
Posts 67el paso |
I know that feeling all to well, you expressed the feelings nicely. Love isn't a miracle in life, the miracle of life is love. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Julie- Very well expressed, though sad. I don't think you 'wanted too much' ... I think you just got too little. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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jascanvey Member
since 1999-12-26
Posts 130England |
Smore - thanks for the feedback, it's very pleasing to know someone understands. Marge - I definately got too little! Unfortunately the man in question is still around and confusing me more and more. This poem was written on an "I hate him" day, although I really wish I could!! |
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