Mothers, children loving homes
Sparkling walls and floors
Fathers playing ball with sons
Decorated doors
Holidays with relatives
Tables dressed in silk
Flowers that do not grow old
No child spills their milk
Tattered curtains, dirty laundry
Strewn across the room
Carpet stains that still remain
Embedded toaster strudel
Blossoms dead before they bloom
In shattered vases bled
Sour milk, neglected children
Waiting to be fed
Reality and Fantasy
So easily entwined
Twisted turns revolving
In a want to love him mind.
"Why does she stay?'
The others say
"Surely she could walk away."
"I know that I would know to leave."
"The Lies my mind would not believe."
"The children are the ones who hurt when mommy gets her just desserts."
"Stupidity, not dignity must be that woman's destiny."
She has problems
so they say
Then turn their cheeks
the other way
And all the wise men nod their heads
and close their eyes and pray
that she will know how much she's sinned
and learn how to obey
They can't see
The binds that tie
The vows believed
The truthful lies
The sorrow deep within his eyes
That she believes will change
In deep despair her sadness dwells
she follows him straight into hell.
As comfort is a woman's way
and giving is her notion.
The girl child taught to love a man
her heart an empty ocean.
For forgiveness comes too easy to the one who can't admit
Life is not a pretty picture on the mantle where it sits.
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| Writing Prompt |
You will write a poem about heart break. This doesn't have to be just about love, it can be about loosing a friend or anything where your heart felt like it could burst. Good luck! |
Author Notes
Years ago this was my life. I changed it, but it happened slowly. Heartbreak taught me life. I am strong now. Life is wonderful.
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