Succumbed to her beauty
Allowed her to use me
She took my heart for granted
And tore my soul to shreds
But in-between the sadness
And the aftermath of madness
There was joy and gladness
In her eyes and in her bed
On the phone we’d talk for hours
On her birthday I’d bring flowers
Gentleman and charming
Around her I would be
She yearned for a real man
One whose mind could withstand
Her wishes and her demands
With a Lexus and two keys
She was teasing and pleasing
Always left me dreaming
Now I realise she was scheming
Just to please herself
So I gave all that I could
Because she knew that I would
Still she could not spell loyalty
Her needs surpassed all else
I wasn’t really foolish
And guessed she’d one day do this
But could not afford to lose this
Feeling that I’d found
So I kept on hanging
Sharing secrets that were damning
Hoping that our friendship
Was somehow heaven bound
But still I ask myself why
If she gave a good alibi
With saltwater filling her eyes
Then jumped into my sack
Why would I dismiss it
Still thinking of her sweet kiss
I’d want to run one more lap
And gladly take her back
I love the flow of this poem, feels like a song and I kept waiting for the chorus. A really nice piece of work, well done.
ReplyDeleteJay
Wicked stuff, I know a couple of women that fit the bill. Good observation.
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work and perhaps a book compilation soon???
Brian,
ReplyDeletethis is great and so true we succumb and give ourselves without truly knowing if the other gives as much as we do, we hope and yearn then feel so hurt when what we give is not reciprocated as we would like.This touched a nerve, keep writing bro. xxxxxRos