a lonely tale

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a poem about someone that I love very deeply It tells of how life can surprise you unpleasantly with things that you don't necessarily want to happen but sometimes you have little or no control over what happens So as you read this poem just know that no matter how confusing and painful the event there is always a story that will describe it to you even if it does take years to understand

I’m going to tell you a lonely tale

Of a search for love with no avail

The heart is strange, harsh, and rude

It finds no peace in solitude

It’s a place where lies are simmered and boiled

Where plans are lost and dreams are soiled

Where hope resides at the mercy of humanity

But is traded away for selfish sanity

Three simple words will sew it together

Keep it sheltered through stormy weather

I love you is a simple phrase

But it seldom appears and never stays

I hate you is another phrase not different from the first

The line between them paper thin ending with the worst

This story tells of a young girl who had her heart broken

By three little words better left unspoken

She forgave to much and took not a thing

Caged like a dove and forbidden to sing

Oh how she loved that selfish boy

Oh how he used her as his toy.

He’d hit her in the still of night

Until one night she chose to fight

She pushed his arms and told him no

He had a plan but she didn’t know

He’d been waiting for her patience to snap

But she was silenced with one hard slap

He told her he loved her then threw her to the ground

Said it over and over as he held her down

The rest of the story is better left unsaid

Its better not written and better not read

It is a story of a long road of pain

It later led her to shoot poison up her vain

She’d drink and drink to make it fade

It didn’t work that’s not how it was made.

Its always important to understand the roots

Take off the slippers and put on the boots

How did this sad tale start

What was the thing that broke the heart

It wasn’t an action in any shape or form

What was the white flag thrown up in that storm?

The answer is the conclusion to this lonely tale

She looks for the truth but to no avail.

Submitted: January 02, 2007

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your poem is so desperate and sad it makes me feel sad it was beautiful but painful...

Wed, January 3rd, 2007 1:26am

Corinne Smith

I am so jealous of your rhyming skills :p

Wed, January 3rd, 2007 2:11am



i like the subject and the lexis and the emotions attached to it.
But, for such an emotional poem why is it confined to rhyming couplets? tale/avail rude/solitude etc...
The poem is still good and i wouldn't change it but this rhyming structure gives it a solid and secure tone, which emotions are very rarely so.
have you tried just writing anything that comes out? Not bothering with rhythm or rhyme? I think it's still poetry if it's emotions... but anyway, just some thoughts.

Great poem

Fri, January 5th, 2007 12:44am


your poem is a sad tale it tells you of love gone stale. i know i cant rhyme worth a crap, but at least i dont rap.

I'm sorry I just had to do that. i loved your pem it's so heart breaking.(I don't say that to just anyone)

Tue, June 24th, 2008 4:43pm

Czekyrie Erranhya

i love how you're straightforward with the emotions. .i hope you read my poems too. :)

Thu, June 13th, 2013 2:26am

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