What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
I want my blog to be the one stop blog for ORIGINAL QUOTES AND POEMS. A place everybody in the world can come to read genuine and deep poems and take home one lesson or another.
Confused I stand alone, A heart confined, emotions sown. A marriage bond, once strong and true, Yet in my soul, a rift I knew.
Through days of storms and nights of woe, My heartache’s tide begins to grow. In quiet moments, I yearned for grace, A partner’s solace in life’s embrace.
When skies turned gray and hope grew thin, I sought a haven deep within. But in my cries, I found no ear, No empathy to calm my fear.
To lean upon a shoulder dear, In times of struggle, drawing near, But all I heard was “be a man,” A hollow phrase, no helping hand.
Inside, I am withering, a silent plea, A tempest roars, she cannot see. Unseen, I fade, my spirit’s dim, Lost in the void, emotions grim.
Oh, how I wished for just one glance, A glimpse into my soul’s expanse. Yet still, I bear this weight alone, Emotionally single, I have grown.
Enveloped in sorrow’s grip, I recall, My story of love, a life once whole. My dear wife, now lost to time’s cruel twist, Each verse and stanza,, I weave, “Cease to Exist.”
Her smile, a beacon in the darkest night, Her laughter, a melody, pure and bright. A mother’s embrace, tender and warm, In her love, we found shelter from life’s storm.
A lover, a partner, oh, so divine, Her touch, electric, like sweetest wine. In passion’s dance, our hearts took flight, Her presence, a replica of pure delight.
But fate’s cruel hand, relentless and cold, Wrapped her in pain, stories untold. I watched her fight, her spirit ablaze, Yet, the torment she bore, my words cannot phrase.
The world lost its hue, its meaning, its grace, When death’s icy fingers stole her embrace. In solitude’s grip, life’s colors turned gray, A widower’s lament, in the fading day.
Without her, life’s canvas is empty and bare, A rhythm silenced, a love beyond compare. In the void she left, I am adrift, alone, A heart shattered, a soul turned to stone.
Cease to exist, without her love I remain, A vessel of memories, a heartache’s refrain. In emptiness embrace, her essence persists, A love everlasting, “Cease to Exist.”
In the labyrinth of life, we stand, Lost in moments, like grains of sand. When shall the tides of fate align? When shall the stars with brilliance shine?
Delay, the echo of whispered dreams, In shadows cast, where hope gleams. Time’s secret path, elusive and unclear, Divine hands guide, as we persevere.
Through trials and tests, we learn to wait, For destiny’s hour, to alter our fate. In the curtains woven by hands unseen, Breakthrough arrives, like a sunbeam’s sheen.
O Divine Being, keeper of time, Lead us to the peak, the mountain to climb. Though life’s course is complex, intricate, and vast, We trust in the journey, from present to past.
In a moment of time, I paid a toll, Passed through gates of glistening gold. In a trance, I went, my heart a beat, To dance with shadows, a daring feat.
With a stolen look, in that fleeting glance, A dance began, a risky advance. From afar, a feeling of allure, A dance with darkness, a dance so impure.
Fortunes flowed like a river’s stream, A limousine’s light, a dazzling gleam. Radiance bathed a mansion grand, From its entrance to rooms so grand.
Obedience demanded, or face his ire, A master of pride, a burning fire. Between defiance and the devil’s sway, I stood, uncertain, in disarray.
Emotions trumped reason, brilliance dimmed, Illumination in the room, my heart brimmed. Yet a dark reluctance dwelled inside, For vain indulgence, I could not hide.
Forbidden dalliance, a reckless start, An extravagant journey played its part. Unaware that my relevance in the scheme, Slowly turned to suffering, a painful theme.
Under watchful eyes, I felt the gaze, Evil alliances, a twisted maze. Demons’ scent lingered in the air, I sought guidance, a guiding prayer.
Repentance found me, a saving grace, Acceptance gifted, in a divine embrace. Assured protection, angels’ stance, A defense ‘gainst future devil’s dance.
Once I danced with the devil’s tune, Chased after darkness, like a reckless loon. Civility escaped, my life unwound, But mercy intervened, a chance I found.