Bitter Tears Will Never Stain Your Face
Bitter Tears Will Never Stain Your Face
You broke this loving heart, knowing not how
bitter tears will never stain your face.
As you seek love's pleasure only to take a bow
I realize my own, my own foolish disgrace!
Within memories of long and hot steaming nights
pierce shards of jagged and broken glass.
You that promised faithful love and shining moon
turned vicious, wicked and so damn crass!
Our last night, you promised deep love forever
instead I found your sharpest gut shots.
Hit me, sent me into dark and sad world I never
knew was full of your hates and evil rots!
My disgrace was still giving you another chance
a night for you to again slash me deep.
I gave my all, this heart dwelt in true romance
while yours lived in treachery you keep!
You broke this loving heart, knowing not how
bitter tears will never stain your face.
As you seek love's pleasure only to take a bow
I realize my own, my own foolish disgrace!
Robert J. Lindley, 10-13-2014
Note- Contest write but was never entered.
Death of a friend put me in a blue mood and I
shelved this poem.
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