Tuesday, September 10, 2013

My black heart lies bleeding

 

 

I ponder sometimes

And I wish that I was white

As the driven snow

 

But my heart is black

Burnt by my misdemeanors

Of life long ago

 

When they lay me down

Will my lies lay with me too

For you all to see?

 

Will those I have hurt

Sing their songs of rejoicing

Or just pity me?

 

And what did I gain

To take that which was not mine

When love was so free?

10 comments:

  1. What a beautifully poignant piece. I often think of what secrets will be exposed when gone and why not let it go now? At least now we can be untethered from everything we think is so condemning. I don't even know if that makes sense but it does to me...=)

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  2. This is very thought provoking. I think this could apply to all of of, whether we admit it or not. Thank you for sharing.

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  3. Very well done. I wish I could do this type of writing, but it's just not in me.

    Have a fabulous day. ☺

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  4. You've outdone yourself on this one Robin! I suspect that we all have those thoughts at times, especially as we get farther along on life's journey. We think about the choices we've made and who we've hurt along the way, and wonder how it will all play out in the end. This was the kind of deep-thinking piece I've come to expect from you. It was a great addition to Two Shoes Tuesday, thank you!

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  5. This is so beautiful! And heart-wrenching. And filled with pain and regret. I know I have regrets...I am sure everyone does. This piece is so thoughtful. I love it.

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  6. I don't know, that's pretty deep. Great poem!
    : )

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  7. We can't undo. You said it so very well.

    Thanks for coming by. I could not reply to your comment. Skunks are one of the main carriers of rabies. They eat eggs and kill chickens. Not a flower as Bambi called them in the children's book.

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  8. Absolutely beautiful and very melancholy at the same time.

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  9. Nice writing, O.E. We wish to have "no regrets" but very few of us will. I hope none of us as bad as the fellow you wrote of.
    ..

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