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Marvin Paul Mar 2016
Danelia a warning sign infront of the gate that says stop pay here before entering. He was left wondering. Like an old abandoned mansion in need of some love. 

The heart needs the same kind of love. An ancient trail through her her heart. A majestic pass slices through towering peaks of her heart. 

The colours of the beautiful scenery of her heart. Everything is covered in thick mist symbolising what I dont know about her. Her heart is on guard from all those who want to hurt her. 

When she is sad her hearts leaves turn into the colour of autumn. When she smiles her hearts leaves turns in the colour of spring. I tried giving her a balloon with a poem attached to it, but it floated away. 

I will never forget that day. Standing at an old marry go round . Where her memories can still be found. 

Her cries blocks out sound. An old teddy bear fell on the ground. At the places former beauty spellbound. 

Hurt her and a scary clown from the circus will haunt your memories forever. Sentenced to life if your found guilty of hurting her. I hope this poem makes sense to her. ©M.P.Jacobs
Marvin Paul Feb 2016
After the pain her tears became so much that it flooded her heart cutting off the outside world. The only way to cross is by boat or when the water freezes. But the journey is still treacherous.

Those who tried swimming drowned. Before you can get to her heart you have to pass a ghost town. The sound of an old clock tower can be heard in the background.

He passed a wishing well which ran out of wishes for her to love or forgive him. The picture looks grim for him. A long widening road that runs through all the abandoned places in her heart.

Walking past that old abandoned theme park where I bought her a gift. From atop the old ferris wheel you can still see her hearts mansion. That she won't forgive me I couldn't have imagined.

The field that is on the way to her hearts front gate is covered in pink and purple flowers. When he arrives at the front gate he sees the sun shining on an empty mansion. The one part is still standing and the other part is falling apart, what he sees is just sad a decaying mansion.

On the outside its surrounded by thick brick walls. The silence is blocked out by the wolfs calls. The only way to gain access is to pass a huge iron gate that seems to have no key.

The other side is completely surrounded by a steel fence. To protect her heart it make sense. That entrance is blocked by a huge iron gate. Still hanging on the gate is her name plate.

There are warning sings on both sides of the gate. No one wants to buy the mansion even though it has a for sale sign in front of the gate. On the front gate there's a warning sign which reads warning keep out.

Plants have grown so thick that the mansion is completely covered. The mansion looks completely undiscovered. The grass in front of the mansion isn't cut so its waist deep.

The gate might be open but the place doesn't look inviting. A passage of trees leads to the front entrance. Memories of her seem relentless.

Plants has grown in front of the front door blocking the way to her heart. I had to clear the it, I needed to gain access to her heart. The wooden veranda has started breaking because of wear and tear.

A front door that hasn't opened in centuries. I had to see her so I broke it down with one of those huge trees. When I finally came inside I saw a big mansion with a lot of empty rooms.

I needed to be careful. There's an empty hallway and a lonely staircase that leads to the next level. On the ground floor there's an abandoned study where I used to write her all my poetry.

On the second floor there are different rooms. There's a forgotten room, the next room is flooded and it filled completely with water. The other rooms are filled with plants, snow, dust, sand and there's a room with a lonely tree growing inside of it.

The floors of one of the rooms has fallen in representing what pain and rejection does to the heart. Because of all the pain her heart fell apart. The one room has mos on the floor and the bed with the paint coming off the walls and the roof is broken.

An old room with an abandoned piano. At certain parts of the day the piano can still be heard. An abandoned fire place to keep her heart warm so it doesn't turn cold.

Connected to a long hallway which has been decaying over the years. One of the doors to one of the rooms have fallen off. Her hearts power has been completely cut off.

The third level is inaccessible because the stairs are completely broken and the floor has fallen in. I walked through the whole mansion but I never found her. I found a letter in an old mailbox telling me that I should forget about her. ©M.P.Jacobs
Wrote this poem after so much rejection
Marvin Paul Jan 2016
Camille her beauty pursued.
Music she listens to according to her mood.

Before you can get to her hearts door there is a huge body of water that is frozen to cross.
All those who can't ice skate withdraws.

To her heart's door there is only one course.
When she takes off her glasses she is like a princess.

Her poem is a process.
Not writing her a perfect poem is pointless.

She is as sweet as the sweet things she likes.
I have to admit it. That's why I have to write it.

A closet with a mirror containing all the clothes and shoes she shopped for.
Where she keeps her special things a safe in her hearts floor. ©M.P.Jacobs
Marvin Paul Jan 2016
Time to let go.
Pain is all I know.

Walking knee deep in snow.
As the wind blows.

There's no turning back.
Nothing will stop him in his tracks.

The past is forever gone.
The man he sees in the mirror is forever gone.

He put a cloth around his face and put on a thick jacket to hide his face.
If she wont even bother to look at his face.

Why should he waste his time looking at a monsters face.
When she rejected him she killed the last bit of love he had inside.

The pain he felt cant be described.
The pain he felt cant be denied.

He always knew deep in his heart that love is unkind.
She is forgiven, but this heart will never love again.
©M.P.Jacobs
Marvin Paul Jan 2016
A different side of me.
Afraid of rejection he created a prison of his own design.

When he got there love had a moving sign.
Looking for her all he could find.

A letter from her telling him that love has left him behind.
15 years of loneliness love is unkind.

He always thought love never ends like the never ending story.
He found comfort and healing in poetry.©M.P.Jacobs
Marvin Paul Dec 2015
The ship mary celeste.
For her beauty he protest.
A hearts gate that opens with crystals.
Her heart was in a million pieces.
Standing at your hearts gate calling but the only response was the wind blowing and birds singing.  
A poem that is heartwarming.
For her to hear me I cry out for.
He forgot she doesn't live there anymore.©M.P.Jacobs
Marvin Paul Dec 2015
Jaydene in this poem I am trying to speak to her. That's why this must be an amazing poem for her. All that's inspiring me are memories and pictures of her, and that one time we spoke to each other.
No matter how many times the heart gets broken its always forgiving.
Jaydene of all the pain the heart is singing.
I hope this poem is worth believing.
What she feels in her heart is sown with magic golden thread into a tapestry.
Something he didn't foresee.
I am just glad she spoke to me. ©M.P.Jacobs
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