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This restless unquiet love, rages like a torrent from the mountain above, With an almighty roar and bellow, in torment I helplessly wallow, Scarred by an iron-fisted glove, spirit broken like a wingless turtle dove, Am I brave enough to let my blood flow? by a blade I too readily know Will I ever be at peace? am I another victim of love’s caprice? Canute-like, I battle a tide of despair, bruised perhaps beyond repair, I await trial, a sacrificial centrepiece, in a court where I have no voice, A bat-squeak whispers salvation I swear, there is still hope I declare! Courage shall be my redemption! cowardice banished without hesitation! Faith swells my strength mightily, victory assured I prophesy, Prayer heralds a blinding vision, a heavenly banner that is no illusion, “Love did not abandon you we clearly see, you cast it aside without mercy” I wearily prostrate before the Almighty - Yes, one brutal rejection, Which became a prelude, To a near lifetime of dejection, A sad waste, but less painful this way, I tearfully conclude © Robert Porteus
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Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
This Restless Unquiet Love
This restless unquiet love, rages like a torrent from the mountain above, With an almighty roar and bellow, in torment I helplessly wallow, Scarred by an iron-fisted glove, spirit broken like a wingless turtle dove, Am I brave enough to let my blood flow? by a blade I too readily know Will I ever be at peace? am I another victim of love’s caprice? Canute-like, I battle a tide of despair, bruised perhaps beyond repair, I await trial, a sacrificial centrepiece, in a court where I have no voice, A bat-squeak whispers salvation I swear, there is still hope I declare! Courage shall be my redemption! cowardice banished without hesitation! Faith swells my strength mightily, victory assured I prophesy, Prayer heralds a blinding vision, a heavenly banner that is no illusion, “Love did not abandon you we clearly see, you cast it aside without mercy” I wearily prostrate before the Almighty - Yes, one brutal rejection, Which became a prelude, To a near lifetime of dejection, A sad waste, but less painful this way, I tearfully conclude © Robert Porteus
****** hard to write this one! Needed to get it out of my system. Hope it not to raw to read. My next poem My Love is almost finished. Will not publish it until I have devoted more time to reading your work. Only a beginner at this and I really do appreciate your kind words.
#emotion#raw#truth
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Rob-bigfoot
65/M/North Yorkshire - England
Oct 28, 2020
Oct 28, 2020 at 11:51 AM UTC
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