Soft Kisses On Golden Days

Soft Kisses On Golden Days
by JeromeProphet

Our love is an illusion
My fault
My pained confusion?

One heart that beats
Not two
A broken heart so blue

Your silence an intrusion
Upon my self delusion
It speaks as loud as thunder
Pushing my soul dark under

And whom is there to blame
Can anyone be shamed
For what they fail to do
For not feeling 'I love you'?

For it's my thoughts and feelings
That has sent my life reeling
And not your heart so bare
of love for me or care

So what should I now do
Make die this love for you?
Or let it wither in silence
Then buried in unsung violence

And what of memories we made
The future plans we laid
Of soft kisses on golden days
Of the children we would raise?

Are those thoughts now unmade
Or living in another way
In some distant place and time
A place we still could find

I'm hoping you hear it too
The song that led me to you
It's sung each and every day
God blessed in every way

And if you understand
We'll reach that promised land
And join our souls as one
Eternal Infinite love
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Greeneyes - This is the poem I told you about earlier this week.
  
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14 Hours Of My Love Life

14 Hours Of My Love Life

by JeromeProphet 

She Loves Me

After we marry we'll go to my church darling

Dear

Honey

I love you

I won't change my mind

Sweetheart

Are you happy?

She Hates Me

You're Evil

You're Twisted

You pathetic sad man

You Loser

Never contact me again

FINAL WARNING

Bye!

 

Note: I wrote this a few months ago

Love and hate can be exchanged so rapidly that it leaves me astounded and confused

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I'm A Tool

I'm A Tool

by JeromeProphet

   

I'm a tool

I'm just your fool

I'm what happens

When dumb love rules

 

I'm a toy

I'm just your boy

I'm not your man

  But a plan to annoy

 

So sell me out

Then you go pout
It's not all about
How you've been wronged

 

Then cuss me up

And cuss me down

Cuz you're singing

That same ole song

  

 One line for him

Then one for me

Just been betrayed

So easy to be

Abuse you crave

A sad sad game
You could escape
That's what I see

But you must step up
And be the grown up
Neither his mommy 
Nor his slave

For you are the maker
And the shaper
You're in charge
Of your own destiny

 

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