Warning: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Broken Vows), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
it's the last part of the tale and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Letting go of past memories is not easy
to be free; she asked to pray
and for her wounds to heal today
within minutes the door knocked; and it was Ray
He called her name
gently he held her hand and gave her some solace
she smiled and looked him in the eye
"should I be happy you came or be sad to be left alone?"
His pretty smile shined
he boded
hoping to my grieve must be ended
when I greeted
"Look at me Caroline"
and when I did, his eyes were filled with love
I nervously sat down and beneath I felt ire
knowing my love was just a waste
something in his eyes makes me melt
deep down the heart
I believe letting go must be dent
Ray confirmed ; "I shall hear your confession tonight!"
Oh Moy! I broke our vows but death was the dodge
and our love was another hopeless case
Ray wanted me to be his wife
to be the happiest among all; he assured me
He was ready to make a bound
leaving the past behind
Ray did the shroud
of Moy's body to be graved
In the middle of my disturbance
didn't know what to choose
let go of my love
or remain cold with this scare
My decision was difficult to make
I had to let it flee
among our self disgrace
prayed to the Lord to set me free
With Ray I start over
and him only; was my new lover
he said we will be sooner
and I was becoming a stabber
Moy was my master
of his cruelty "no man can have her"
he died and known as a lier
now I am a laugher
I have the life in my hands
and I said my little thanks
of fear God knows
my war of love was loss
And when I met him at the gate
he said; "you are late"
at dawn this feelings started to embrace
his wife I became and kissed me on the face
At his face I stared
looking smart he retorted
to spend on looking to him till the end
My Ray you controlled the mind; I said
He replayed; "I want to live in your heart"
I said; "you own my heart!"
there was no argument
that he was the one I want
His generously made me ask for what's been paid already
so far from being frightened or being unsteady
he gave all of his money
I said ;"am I talking primevally?"
He smiled at me
"all I wanted is have you all mine"
and he was the luckiest among every one else
he got the money and I was his fortune
But I was just a widow lived in poverty
been taking care of with generosity
and I was owned by Ray
like a diamond that is holy
Believe me I was
a unique lady to him I stays
he sees me from far and scared to asks
to love him with all my sensations
He was too gentle not a tear he ever shown
scarcely he looked at me with ostentation
prouder of me he owned
with his golden watch had no inclination
Yet at the sight he shed no tear
and with all beauty I appear
he said; "you blessed my day dear"
I smiled to say; "you are my beloved master"
I gave him youth and all he asked for
he gave me everything and that was stronger
his voice all I wanted to hear
reminded me of the days when I had fear
May the Lord save you even if you leave
his decision was made
I said" are you going to leave?"
his answer killed me
"don't linger like this, you decided to leave! Now go and don't come to me"
Well I forgive him of what he spent
but he promised to not be extravagant
he didn't want to see the light
and he said; "let it be plaint"
Now my story is done
and may God send us plenty of love
to keep us well and alive
till death shall end me before he is gone.
-the end-
Thursday, August 4, 2011
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part III)
Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (until death do us part), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
It's a bit shorter than 1st and 2nd part yet there's 4th part!
Hope you like it!
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The life became empty
he left her with no safety
cruelty and dishonesty
yes he was Moy!
In the time of the night
she used to be impatient
waiting for him to notice the light
and see her falling with no incessant
She incongruously believed in him
and all he gave her was shame
see her horrifically maimed!
injustice to her; he confide
Once Moy was a lover
before he became a drunker
she used to sing to the flower
of her love to remain strong like a mower
A strong lady never fears
but over her weak body she had tears
looked at Moy; and asked for sprees
deep inside losing was her biggest fears
She said: Look at me!
he did with a glance
towards the door he traipse
it could be the end of a life time?
The world started to go around
his mindless words was forged
with tears she loped
but it wasn't her bad
She feared the unknown
to grab her keen
she added: he always been stern!
but still love was in her vein
How he left her in misery
but he gave her the ability to fly
taught her greedily
never to love him softly
"His love disappointed me again!"
She fall a part and ran
and shouted: he was the slain!
the path was lost after then.
-the end of part III-
It's a bit shorter than 1st and 2nd part yet there's 4th part!
Hope you like it!
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The life became empty
he left her with no safety
cruelty and dishonesty
yes he was Moy!
In the time of the night
she used to be impatient
waiting for him to notice the light
and see her falling with no incessant
She incongruously believed in him
and all he gave her was shame
see her horrifically maimed!
injustice to her; he confide
Once Moy was a lover
before he became a drunker
she used to sing to the flower
of her love to remain strong like a mower
A strong lady never fears
but over her weak body she had tears
looked at Moy; and asked for sprees
deep inside losing was her biggest fears
She said: Look at me!
he did with a glance
towards the door he traipse
it could be the end of a life time?
The world started to go around
his mindless words was forged
with tears she loped
but it wasn't her bad
She feared the unknown
to grab her keen
she added: he always been stern!
but still love was in her vein
How he left her in misery
but he gave her the ability to fly
taught her greedily
never to love him softly
"His love disappointed me again!"
She fall a part and ran
and shouted: he was the slain!
the path was lost after then.
-the end of part III-
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part II)
Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Caroline confession), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
This time I used easy English so you guys wont find it hard to understand.
>>> plus it's just notes from 2nd part not full !!
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Her world started to growl
and mindless trek
binding me with mow
but hey! It wasn't my fault
She feared the unknown
to grab her from the depths of the shores
and bare her with the memory of Moy's
let her rest in piece and frees
And how he left me in misery!
with truth dwell in possibility
mind me I loved Moy
from deep of the core of my
He never held me with tenderness
taught me how to love with sans
never stop at glances
just fill me with all your graces
Oh! Dear you failed me again; she repeated
fall a part on his grave
and the heart was stoned
with emotions she donned
Darkness covered me
since his departure
memories is coming back to me
telling me to stop the bleed
I never thought he's freed
but I knew he's here
inside of me I carry your breath
hope tomorrow I heal
Please forgive me I don't think I dear you
enough of me! My beloved
I gave you my eyes to see
and a heart to love me
But you crushed me
over and over I degenerate
help the prisoner in me to be free
smile for me hope!
Heaven, O I see
light me with a single fire
till I reach the edge
and bend down to see
Is it you? Who I seek?
or fate to finishes me?
everything is attached to my desire
even my love was just a fluke
He treated me like a slave
but he never knew that I love
only you my dear
losing my sanity is what I fear
Wish he could hear
me when I scream
of his name!
Oh! I will never be sustain
Look at me, am I looking sere?
smell of his cigarette
all over me
like if he still near
My soul can't feel
the inner is down to greet
your voice living in my head
I bend...
Thought grieving wont get you back to life
but I shall die with you love
lay me down to the grave
and held me forever may it be
you were unfair to me
but loving you forever was my dream
I knew you were mine
Moy! you are dead, Oh still can't believe.
-the end of part II-
The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part I)
Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (the lost page), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.
Hope you like it!
Over and over she breaks
A falling tear on her cheeks
Truth dwells on veracity of themes
Crushing those fears
Bending over the pervert
Once those sounds were on the highest supreme
The belt was strong and tight to the extreme
She said: Could thoughts underestimate my fears?
Walked that long empty road
Till her feet are droning and to the board
She ran with buxom
So she cried and said: he graced me with his cold bosoms
The moment I slept in his arms
Leaving the world in endless siestas
With cold and winter
The waves of the sun are veering
At a blink of the eye it only sees the horror
Standing on his perch
With never ending misery
And undo every memory
Cold those cages were over the edge
Lacking water and nothing to feed
On the side there was a tree
Thought it's never free
It was the beginning of a new page
Staring at that tree
Hope is here
but misery is never there
The sun shined and the rain was ready to fall
On the coffin of his it yawl
To the world to hear the sour
and my heart disintegrate to holes
In seconds it was lost
Like a disease in the mold*
Weakening it until it reaches the core
Surd the ears became
On the sound of music she danced
With wealthy smile it shines
The surrounding of thoughts
Rises* above souls
Mind my careless performance
Never thought it will bode
In the field of the rose
High above the Guillaume
Reached the point of agony
That ate the body
From inanimate to ash of Moy*
Oh God its parody?
Wash his body from this despicable sin
And the crows looking for the flesh
With one eye it hunts
Oh irony! Look how it end
With creed of the freedom
She believes in him
The road was full with the cram*
Only he created his doom
But she was left behind; so she sang
And the dawn begin to spring
Warmth her heart and with snug look on her golden ring
Of Moy's memory she knew her grieve just began.
-The End of Part I-
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*mold: is (v) body/ جسد
*rise: is (n) highness/ شموخ
*Moy: name of the character (the husband)
*cram: crowd
Hope you like it!
Over and over she breaks
A falling tear on her cheeks
Truth dwells on veracity of themes
Crushing those fears
Bending over the pervert
Once those sounds were on the highest supreme
The belt was strong and tight to the extreme
She said: Could thoughts underestimate my fears?
Walked that long empty road
Till her feet are droning and to the board
She ran with buxom
So she cried and said: he graced me with his cold bosoms
The moment I slept in his arms
Leaving the world in endless siestas
With cold and winter
The waves of the sun are veering
At a blink of the eye it only sees the horror
Standing on his perch
With never ending misery
And undo every memory
Cold those cages were over the edge
Lacking water and nothing to feed
On the side there was a tree
Thought it's never free
It was the beginning of a new page
Staring at that tree
Hope is here
but misery is never there
The sun shined and the rain was ready to fall
On the coffin of his it yawl
To the world to hear the sour
and my heart disintegrate to holes
In seconds it was lost
Like a disease in the mold*
Weakening it until it reaches the core
Surd the ears became
On the sound of music she danced
With wealthy smile it shines
The surrounding of thoughts
Rises* above souls
Mind my careless performance
Never thought it will bode
In the field of the rose
High above the Guillaume
Reached the point of agony
That ate the body
From inanimate to ash of Moy*
Oh God its parody?
Wash his body from this despicable sin
And the crows looking for the flesh
With one eye it hunts
Oh irony! Look how it end
With creed of the freedom
She believes in him
The road was full with the cram*
Only he created his doom
But she was left behind; so she sang
And the dawn begin to spring
Warmth her heart and with snug look on her golden ring
Of Moy's memory she knew her grieve just began.
-The End of Part I-
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*mold: is (v) body/ جسد
*rise: is (n) highness/ شموخ
*Moy: name of the character (the husband)
*cram: crowd
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Soul Torment
If the sun was a lie
we never reached the existence line
life taught us how to manipulate
now it's a grace!
My soul was forgotten
among the thirsty we claim
shouted: that's my petition
the brave may hear the voice of mine
Years I was running after my fate
recognizing the face of true anguish
the pressure came upon my shoulders
till I couldn't stand on my feet
The path was undefined
strange feelings in the depths of me
shortly I was home again
back to my torment
Torture the souls without a request
high above it flies
and the eyes can see the soured
silence the song that never been sung!
forever hoped to hear that in my ears
singing the words we never came across
those words weren't ours
but I always wanted to hear!
Lord! Guide the mind to realization of it's endless agony
let it see the meaning of the unspoken words
"burst out with tears"
and among the blind may it see
Only for her heart had died of pain
her wishes were granted
to die before it sees the losing of hope
becoming a disteny
So I suppose you see?
"nodded" never I believe
I lost the ability to see since that bright face
Oh!! The light came right through me
Black in vain, my unleashed story of thee
YES!!! I do I do I do...
the hope was real
to lure him on to sorrow and perdition
Laughter I hear from far
and the eyes can't see
the only truth infront of me
it was just a fantasy
Written on the wall of eternity
it must have been irony
to lose everything you own
lingered out to that happy day
It's anguish my dear
controlled all of me
remarkable my dreams were
crossed the lines of reality
Drove me to my darkest fantasies
led me to beg thee
but found no mercy upon me
he gave the soul a torment
Cut the figure he intended
slowly and soothed all my sorrow
he was charming with cold sharp looks
never appreciate anyone, that's apathy!
Dare and confess it's against beliefs
offer the body coldness and sin
found fools among us
Oh that never worth a penny!
Lord! Forgive me it was just a frailty
no escape from your past
over his weak body I stand
with vanity and some out of hate
If that good man
the owner of heart
who cured the wounds once
left me all shattered!
For a wise man, he never was
to be good, he wasn't any
feeding on my agony
and the prodigy wasn't me the weak!
He only out of agony screamed
seeking the peace from me
his curse was jealousy
may the souls wrath on him
If I may?
take the pain all away?
would you let my cold hands touches your face
and smell the perfume on your neck?!
Sang the "words" very loud and clear
sweet! of you to pretend a tale
written with ink on a piece of paper
so wild the hearts can get
A perilous man indeed
his name was forgotten with years
but the memories remains sweet
beautiful days never return again
One thing I worn you of
the love of thee
hurts like a sword in the throat
the pain no one can bear
Out of my words, and spoken emotions
nothing I want but thee
to his love may confine my breath
fill the joy in my depths slowly
his grief, very near he fell down
on his knees: I'll undertake!!
the weather was getting gloomy by then
a flower, to thee I gave
True what they say; no pity for the cowered!
a true servant to him, while I am living
Lord! I ask no more.
we never reached the existence line
life taught us how to manipulate
now it's a grace!
My soul was forgotten
among the thirsty we claim
shouted: that's my petition
the brave may hear the voice of mine
Years I was running after my fate
recognizing the face of true anguish
the pressure came upon my shoulders
till I couldn't stand on my feet
The path was undefined
strange feelings in the depths of me
shortly I was home again
back to my torment
Torture the souls without a request
high above it flies
and the eyes can see the soured
silence the song that never been sung!
forever hoped to hear that in my ears
singing the words we never came across
those words weren't ours
but I always wanted to hear!
Lord! Guide the mind to realization of it's endless agony
let it see the meaning of the unspoken words
"burst out with tears"
and among the blind may it see
Only for her heart had died of pain
her wishes were granted
to die before it sees the losing of hope
becoming a disteny
So I suppose you see?
"nodded" never I believe
I lost the ability to see since that bright face
Oh!! The light came right through me
Black in vain, my unleashed story of thee
YES!!! I do I do I do...
the hope was real
to lure him on to sorrow and perdition
Laughter I hear from far
and the eyes can't see
the only truth infront of me
it was just a fantasy
Written on the wall of eternity
it must have been irony
to lose everything you own
lingered out to that happy day
It's anguish my dear
controlled all of me
remarkable my dreams were
crossed the lines of reality
Drove me to my darkest fantasies
led me to beg thee
but found no mercy upon me
he gave the soul a torment
Cut the figure he intended
slowly and soothed all my sorrow
he was charming with cold sharp looks
never appreciate anyone, that's apathy!
Dare and confess it's against beliefs
offer the body coldness and sin
found fools among us
Oh that never worth a penny!
Lord! Forgive me it was just a frailty
no escape from your past
over his weak body I stand
with vanity and some out of hate
If that good man
the owner of heart
who cured the wounds once
left me all shattered!
For a wise man, he never was
to be good, he wasn't any
feeding on my agony
and the prodigy wasn't me the weak!
He only out of agony screamed
seeking the peace from me
his curse was jealousy
may the souls wrath on him
If I may?
take the pain all away?
would you let my cold hands touches your face
and smell the perfume on your neck?!
Sang the "words" very loud and clear
sweet! of you to pretend a tale
written with ink on a piece of paper
so wild the hearts can get
A perilous man indeed
his name was forgotten with years
but the memories remains sweet
beautiful days never return again
One thing I worn you of
the love of thee
hurts like a sword in the throat
the pain no one can bear
Out of my words, and spoken emotions
nothing I want but thee
to his love may confine my breath
fill the joy in my depths slowly
his grief, very near he fell down
on his knees: I'll undertake!!
the weather was getting gloomy by then
a flower, to thee I gave
True what they say; no pity for the cowered!
a true servant to him, while I am living
Lord! I ask no more.
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