Gave you all my time to share the fruits of passions wine
Sacrificed every bit of my soul showed you loves endless
Pleasures, yet the light was not allowed to shine
You stood in my way blocked every advance
Selfishly you held on like a ball and chain
Didn’t want me
Did not want anyone to else to have me
Cannot believe that this was how you cared
The constant hurts
Go on for days into hours at every second
Never fearing the end
Just kept on without a care in the world
Now the time has come
No pain
No endless wondering
The light that once shinned has went out
No more talking for now just too tired to make
The effort
All this time you paid me any mind, now there is constant
Reasoning and pleadings
Give me a reason why I should listen
For season after season done the same thing.
Forget it
It is done
For only a proverbial fool would through a gift
In the trash.
Belinda ‘09
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Great poem Belinda
Throw not through
My college 203 poetry class is dead against my ideas about line breaks and I'ism. I wish you could have been there. The Prof. and the whole class would have championed your poems.
I like your poetry better then the examples that are in our modern poetry class. I can understand and feel your poetry.
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