By Nichole Sulpizio And Charles Robert Lindholm
Far Away
He Was
Feeling Her Heart Break
Listening To Her Sobbing
Wondering How To Ease Her Pain
And Kiss Her Tears Away
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By Nichole Sulpizio And Charles Robert Lindholm
Far Away
He Was
Feeling Her Heart Break
Listening To Her Sobbing
Wondering How To Ease Her Pain
And Kiss Her Tears Away
Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
My Heart
Had Been Shattered
With Pieces
Scattered
Everywhere
In My Life Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
The Last Act
Of A Broken Heart
Is Surrender,
A Final Letting Go
Of A Love That Has Died Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm 1-27-2017 – 8:30 p.m.
The strand of web vibrates
and the spider darts out
to see what he has captured.
only a droplet?
disappointed
he returns to hiding
he won’t be fooled again
as more droplets
fall from the skies
and onto his web.
raindrops on a spider’s web?
No, teardrops from my eyes
as my broken heart tries
to forget
you
© 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm
Inspired by Candice-Marie’s WPC GRACEFUL – photo “Raindrops on a Spider Web”
By Charles Robert Lindholm 2-7-2017 at 4:10 a.m.
Some times you take your chances
you roll the dice and stay
you bet your heart and risk it all
living in harms way
you’ve heard about the rumors
but they’re not scaring you
you’ll beat the odds of losing
with you they will be true
and so it goes
but with some time
the truth starts sinking in
as you’re picking up the pieces
of a broken heart, again
© 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
Been there, done that! Not so much fun when it’s over. It’s hard to explain the magical thinking that comes over you when you actually suspend rational thinking in the face of reality. Gambling is that way. You know the odds are stacked against you from the “get go” but hey! You are going to beat them and come out the winner, right?
Sometimes love can be that way too. We are so hyped up on the thrill of “being in love” as we are speeding past the multiple warning signs that the bridge is out that we can’t understand how we ended up in a crash – “It seemed so right?”
I’m guessing this is the kind of thing they (other crash victims) are talking about when they say, “Love is blind?” Sometimes your love interest may be hiding behind a mask but more often than not they are actually hiding in plain sight, right before your eyes. The problem is that you are not seeing straight.
Everything is blurred and tinted by “being in love”. Amazingly, some will even come right out and tell you the way it is but you don’t believe it because with you it will be different. What you believe is that your love will “conquer all”.
Picking up the pieces is painful after a crash. Hopefully, we learn to be more careful, to make better choices, to listen to better advice from others who love us and from our inner self, instead of just dusting ourselves off and starting to look for the next “ride”.
Your Soulmate is out there! It’s just better if you let them find you rather than you trying to “Hunt them down” and trying to make it happen.
I hope you have or will find your Soulmate, sooner rather than later!
Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved
By Charles Robert Lindholm 1-10-2017 9:09 p.m.
Jagged pieces
uneven edges
of a broken heart
that dared to hope
that dared to love
a jigsaw puzzle
that takes time
to piece back together
and time to heal Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
You’re supposed to be brave
You’re not supposed to cry
but I fumbled with my smile each time
I was forced to mumble, Hi! Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
He Left Her
With Her Heart
In Pieces On The Floor
Shattered In The Moment
He Said, “I Don’t Love You Anymore”
She Sat Alone In Darkness,
In Silence And With Tears
And Finally Found The Pieces
She Had Searched For Through The Years
She Rescued All The Pieces
Left Lying On The Floor
Her Heart’s No Longer Fragile
It’s Stronger Than Before
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By Lesley Kluchin and Charles Robert Lindholm
A Broken Heart Needs
Poetry as therapy Continue reading
By Charles Robert Lindholm
Their Bodies
Intertwined
In The White
Heat Of Passion
Her Hopes
Of Love
Blossomed Continue reading