why

why ever did you stay?
when the fighting got worse
the beating harsh
the loving terse
why ever did you stay?

your beauty faded
bruises replaced the radiance
picturesque scar mark
the once flawless skin
that drew ah!s and ohs
from all.

why ever did you stay?
or is it
that you would rather leave
dead
tell me,
why ever did you stay.

MOVING ON

I spent years-
Deacades
Looking back
At what we had:
Dreaming that we,
I, could conjure it
Again.

I spent hours
Reminiscing
The magic, the joy
Reminiscing
Too caught up in the past
To see what the present
held fast

I spent to many minutes
Holding on
When I should have let go;
of a past equally sweet.
A grasped the future
that slowly gasped away.
I am moving on

BACK THEN

When i shook your hand-

Back then,

it was out of respect:

not duty

as most did with you.

Back then,

I thought I knew you

I thought;

We shared great ideas,

Great ideas

That you were different

I silenced the pesmists

And spoke-

At great  length-

I admit

Of how good you were

But your greed hurts me

And regret:

For all the faith

And belief i had,

have turned to disgust.

I SHAKE YOUR HAND

NO MORE.

bitter sweet memories

Listen to the soft patter

Of the rain

The silent whisper

Of the wind

And find answer

To questions never asked

Did you let it go?

Was it all so wrong?

Or was it right

That you did not fight

For it with all your might

That you chose

To forget it

The memories all linger

some taste like ginger

some like a winner

the good and the bad,

bitter-sweet iony

it is