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She believed
that she was his moonlight,
every shiny star
that filled the dark night sky,

She believed
that she was his every precious sunrise,
unexpectedly, by surprise,
everything that she had ever believed
turned out to be a terrible lie.

She believed
that she was his oxygen,
that every breath he took
was keeping him alive,

She believed
that his every footstep
would be taken with her
by his side.

Her world was devastatingly ripped out
from under her feet,

Her heart no longer has a rhythm,
no longer does it want to beat.

She trusted him
more than anyone
she had ever known,

He promised
to love her forevermore -
but now...
she walks this world
all alone.

Shattered,
broken beyond repair,

Her perfect love
has painfully vanished
into thin air.

By Lady R.F ©2017
A sad love story.
Not all fairy tales have happy endings.
I watch the water
beam from the sun
and that is what you call
making love
The Earth is the greatest poet I know.
I pluck at her expression
every so often
merely attempting
to translate her lyrics
into something,
just something
we can all feel and understand
My salutes to you, Earth.
 Feb 2017 Allen Robinson
Pax
a step
 Feb 2017 Allen Robinson
Pax
in passing of time,
as we grow old,
as i learned the wisdom
of the good and bad
in the rhythm of life
i stood still -
  in pause,
       waiting
              in silence.
at a passing thought
you'll never know
what's out there -
uncertain in most
                      cases.
in beating the odds
a step yet to have taken
    i only took a detour
for a time, just for a short while
yet I wouldn't have imagine
years has passed never did
i take a step...

dear readers,

i hope you would not think i have such deep regret buried deep inside,   i don't have those as of yet and hope not in the future, it is just that this nagging feeling that you've wasted your time, or i feel like i wasted too much of my time engaging on something  that i did not learn to loved. I'm writing now, because my heart seems to be so cloudy, and feel like crying for no reason... i hope by writing this, i'll find relief on the nagging feeling...

thanks again for reading.
 Feb 2017 Allen Robinson
Pax
price
 Feb 2017 Allen Robinson
Pax
there's a price
to every choice
&
not every payment
equates money.
Dear Readers,
I always thought that every decision we made is a free one. But now i realized that it is not the case, there will always be something of a price or a higher effort that equates every move & choices we make. Some are visible to perception and some are unseen, never noticed. It is like cause and effect, or you paid this to gain that or every choices has its own consequences either good or bad.

Thanks for reading ...

@pax
 Feb 2017 Allen Robinson
Pax
I breathe the lonely air you brought me
I journey life's challenges alone
I did everything I could to believe
That you would come back
But I know, I will always be alone
For the fact that you've lived in my darkest shadow
How can I ever tell myself that it's already impossible?
You have done enough, you've suffered enough, endured hard enough
You have done everything possible; I've done everything ever possible
Still it was not even possible
\                Why?                 /
Why is our life this way?
The pain does not hurt anymore, it's is just a memory now
But why do I have to remember it day by day?
You're a part of me that is hard to erase
A shadow that follows me everyday
My light died with you
a sad piece base on a man who had lost his wife to cancer.
written May 29, 2012

this was one of those old work of mine that inspired how my mom died of breast cancer, and how sad my father at that time... now, both of them are gone, and hopefully peacefully have meet each other in the otherside...
Tell me is it strange
to be someone I am not
to find my true self?
First haiku.
Falling for him wasn't falling at all. It was like walking into a house and realizing you're home.
2.8.17
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