MY HEART FELT YOU BELONGED TO ME – REPRISE

—A Response poem to “GUILTY” by Myra on shadesofpoetry—

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I unlaced my fingers
from your hand
not the choice
that I had planned 

My head demanded
and I let go Continue reading

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Closed Doors

Rambles of a Poethead

Here I sit, behind closed doors; waiting for a change.

Waiting for motivation, embrace the inspiration

Let him know he is no longer in control of your domain.

Behind closed doors are meticulous plans.

Stir the pot but don’t watch it boil,

A recipe made for hungry hearts, and tired hands.

Restless are the hands that bare heavy burden,

Relentless with hope of a brighter future,

This is the beginning of a better life, a stable state of mind with confidant assertion.

The door used to be open,

The door stood for love,

The door blocked hate; but left words unspoken.

Patience is waiting behind closed doors,

Patience is a virtue most do not acquire,

Patience is what will win the wars.

© ~E.W~ All Rights Reserved 2018

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My treasure

Please!! Do Not Miss this beautiful and romantic piece – MY TREASURE

An anonymous escape from life

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All my life I’d thought that I was too much to handle. That I’d have to cross seven seas to find someone like you. That I’d need to scour every shore, dive headfirst into every ocean, search every star, every galaxy, every universe for someone like you. That I’d need to break my heart and repair the seams over and over again. I envisioned a life of my soul behind bars, lost of its key. A bird with clipped wings, unable to fly, left to fend for itself in this cruel world. I envisioned loneliness, despair, waking up to sodden pillows and throbbing pains, nowhere else to store the sorrow spilling from my soul but in the bags under my eyes. I’d convinced myself that all was lost, that I’d never find the missing piece to my puzzle. That I’d never find someone who’d make me whole. That for as…

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She Gave Me A Rainbow

Frank Solanki

I gave her a fist of breath
She gave me a smile
I gave her a miracle
She gave me my joy
I looked in her eyes
She looked into mine
I saw my whole world
She saw the same too
I gave her the sunshine
She gave me a shelter
I gave her a heart
She gave me a hope
Just when I had lost my way
She lit up my day
My faith was all broken
She fixed me up
I gave her a thought
She gave me a dream
I was a mountain snow
She gave me a rainbow

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