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Rup Aug 2019
Love is real,
It touches me through the darkness.
Her voice whispers in the wind
As the cold chill of winter pierces my soul
The memories of her smile embrace me
Taking my mind to happier days
That gentle sparkle in her eye
Reminding me of the love we have
Hidden away, rarely spoken, but it is there
I feel it, I see it, I know its real
And that is enough for me.
Rup Aug 2019
Sitting on the fence, watching the people go by
A journey to somewhere
I whisper my secrets to the wind
Hoping someone will hear
The distant thunder breaks the silence
The wind feels like the touch of your hand
And for that moment I am happy
Your love awakens me as I smile at the passing stranger
Touched by the wind calling my name
No longer afraid of what awaits me
Is that you, or is it the wind
Rup Aug 2019
He brought her sorrow
So much despair
She hid it from me
Until no more could she take
Dad, "please help me -
I cant see the end"
My world changed that instant
To hell I descend
But like a phoenix
Ascending the skies
She came through her struggles
And chose to rise
Put her past behind her
Accepting no more
That chapter is closing
As she opens the door
Brighter horizons, for us to share
My daughter, I love you
You know that I care
Nothing else matters
But my love which is there
No, nothing else matters
He can't hurt you any more.
Rup Aug 2019
Empty darkness, is that what awaits ?
Questions abound but I have no answers.
I stare across the water, then up to the clouds,
My mind wonders as I look back in anger
What could I have done to change things,
To remove that man from my loved ones life,
The pain he caused her, a man to his wife.
I am filled with such hatred for what he has done
For the pain, the suffering the anquish he caused
But should I feel guilty for feeling no shame
For harbouring such feelings, with little to gain
I can't even go there, I can't explain
But his ending tomorrow would help ease the pain
Would this be justice or revenge bitter sweet
Or should I feel shame for not being discrete.
No. No shame.
Rup Aug 2019
I'm grandad, the man who gets joy
From the two little girls, and one little boy,
Their faces a reminder of all that I love,
Their laughter, their smiles, make me thank god above.
Their mother, my daughter, she makes me feel proud,
She has her struggles but stands in the crowd,
Despite her demons, she fights for whats good
And pushes behind her the bad things she should
Her futures much brighter without the blight
The decision to move on was perfectly right
So now I look on with that element of fear
But will fight for my loved ones, those that I hold dear
And will protect them forever, whatever the cost
Putting behind me, the years that were lost,
So onward and upward is the way to go,
Not wasting more time on that man we both know.
Rup Aug 2019
Hell

My biggest struggle is fighting the tears
Although my love is stronger, afer all these years.
My heart is broken, for those I hold dear,
They're my biggest worry, my greatest fear.
Without them I'm empty, if truth be told,
My life would be nothing, as I get old.
So I try to reflect on all that is good
And cherish the memories that I know I should.
And look for tomorrow, when things will be well,
And banish forever, those feelings of hell!
Rup Aug 2019
Hate destroys, it eats me from within.
It consumes me, just where do i begin.
I try to fight it but struggle like mad,
The feelings of anger, are really quite bad.
Then I look at those nearest and the love that they give,
What other reasons do I need to just go on and live.
None.
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