Monday, January 26, 2009

NECESSARY TORMENTS

In the wrong hands, what a terrible curse love can seem,
Strong grip squeezes love force from the heart of the strongest man,
It can break a woman in two.

In the quest to protect soft centres,
Opportunities lost, passing unopened door.

One who comes to teach us,
Knowledge needed.
Jealousy’s worst words spoken,
Infecting the mind with its thoughts.

Blind haze, feelings that destroy from inside,
Slowly losing the one I gave you,
Enslaved, whipped by necessary torments,
Student on punishing course.

A mirror sent,
Enlighten reflection insight.
Looking glass opens the window,
Redemption lets in light.

Heard you were missing in battle,
The news sending bullet to heart.
Soldiers who die for no reason,
Souls lost without guide for the path.

Perhaps I loved for wrong reasons,
Maybe it’s the journey not the end.
Thank you for gifts of good wisdom,
Pleasure I now gain from pain.
Grateful for memories spoken,
Embedded pearls, unlocked.
Liberate past into future,
Deliverance in speaking your name.

Copyright © Robyn Whittaker, 2009.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

LOVE'S LOST ACQUAINTANCE


MEMORY OF LOVE LEFT TO ROT.

YOU, THE ONE WHOM I TRUSTED,
BEATING MY SOUL FROM INSIDE.
TORN HEART FROM VEIN AND AORTA,
BLOOD SOAKED AND COVERED WITH FLIES.

GIVE US YOUR FAMINE-FILLED CHILDREN,
FATTEN THEM FULL WITH FALSE LOVE.
DELIVER LOST SOULS THAT ARE TAKEN,
GUIDANCE THAT NEVER WILL COME.
DEVASTATION, ALL THAT IS LEFT HERE,
BURY THE BONES AND THE HIDE.
TOMBSTONE EULOGY SPOKEN,
ENGRAVED WORDS WILL COVER YOUR LIES.

WHY MY LOVE MADE YOU ANGRY,
NEEDING TO DESTROY WHAT WAS GAINED.
BURY THE ONE THAT STILL HAUNTS YOU,
YOUR VICTORY IN FUTILITY'S GAME.
SHUT OUT THE ONE WHO HAS SPOKEN,
DANCE TO YOUR DEATH WITH DENIAL.
WHEREVER YOU GO YOU WILL HEAR ME,
AN ECHO OF WHAT WE ONCE HAD.


Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2009.