ken-george-newman
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hi my name is ken i live in a beautiful small village surrounded by hills ,woods ,and forests ..ideal conditions to allow my creative juices to flow ....i also am an artist ..my first love is painting portraits but i,m fairly rounded on most of the styles of painting ..i also am a great exponent of chess .....i do hope you will enjoy my brand of poetry/verse i am unorthodox in my approach so please expect hypos as i write off the cuff ....
[this is a poem of past loves lost to time
and space but never to be forgotten the
hurt remains allways]
"LOST TO LOVE"
The days they will tumble
your heart will crumble
desolation will follow
insides feel hollow.
A love i have lost
at a great cost.
My mouth becomes
dry as i sit and ponder
why?
My feet are like lead
they say it's all in my head.
Let them be me and see how it
feels.
i sit for hours as thoughts unpeel
ghosts of the past now assailing me.
I feel so insecure as tears roll down
my cheek.
Sounds feed in and out, as i stare at
a wall i thought i heard your voice
"i love you"it called", alas it was only
an echo from a telephone call.
They say time is a healer and all will be
well..
believe me this is just a rumour, a lost
soft sell.
My heart holds a space, empty in size it was
once filled with love lost to life.
Copyright © ken newman
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 6:04 AM UTC