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the life I had
the one unmade
by knots of love
bound and gagged
for all my failings
take the blame
there is no mending
hearts estranged

layers sloughed
to make for new
leave behind
what I can't use
in forgiveness
find recourse
release the tether
of remorse
 Jun 2016 Anuoluwapo
Melissa S
He held himself with a somber sadness
His massive shoulders sagged to the floor
As if something at his center had just given up
Perhaps life dealt him a bad deck of cards
or perhaps he had just got some very bad news
That is when I noticed the picture at the table
Sitting at his right in his favorite corner booth
was an old picture of a very lovely woman
Come to find out later this was his beloved wife
They were married for 55 wonderful years
She passed away in 2009 but that did not stop him
He still dines with her every day
and kisses her picture every night
He talks to this picture like she is right there with him
Now that is true love my friends  <3   <3
After seeing this picture was just drawn to write a little something. If you are interested in the picture and the story behind this poem click on this link  http://www.foxnews.com/leisure/2014/10/29/photos-elderly-man-eating-lunch-with-picture-deceased-wife-goes-viral/

** True love does not worry about the distance between, for the heart and soul travels through one’s words ~ author unknown **
Repeating
voices in my head
Tried to fight them,
still not dead
How can I mend?
when what they say
Will come true
in the very end
 Jun 2016 Anuoluwapo
Badatpoems
Love
 Jun 2016 Anuoluwapo
Badatpoems
You are in love with him
And he is in love with you
And its like a ******* tragedy
because you look at him and see the stars
And he looks at you and sees the sun
And
you both think the other is just looking at the ground.
When things go wrong as they some times will
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile but you have to sigh
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must but dont quit

Life is queer with its twists and turns
As everyone of us sometimes learns
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck out
Dont give up though the pace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup
And he learned to late when the night came down
Oh how close he was to the golden crown

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems afar
Hence stick to the fight when your hardest hit

For its when things seem worst that you must never
Q U I T.
#Helen Steiner Rice    #A bed of roses     #Hope
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