illusions

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It was never what i believed it to be, i only saw what i wanted to see. I have to say he never changed a bit, the blame lays squarely on me. I didn't know that one day my eyes would open, and i would see reality and that would be it! ........................... ride on......Tlady

illusions

Used to be's,
blinders on,
and  broken dreams
what once was straight
now is cracked
a sweet lover once
now is jacked!

Plays me the fool
 all the time
dont dig my rhythm
won't read my rhyme.

When ever i am gone
 he's never at home
All we worked for now is gone.
uh, huh, sleepin in his car
says he never went to the bar.

Gives me sweet jewels
says very little
breaks all the rules
wants to meet in the middle

No New Years kiss, again
not even the first time!
Not a call, to say where he's been
usually he's kissin corona and lime.

No happy memories to keep me holding on,
the ring, the house, the pictures are all gone.
Now he just wants to talk and cuddle with me
sounds like he is saying something else,
 finally i see.



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TREVON commented on illusions

02-19-2012

I also like the picture. It link to something in the words to me.

Tempestlady

03/31/2012

I waoping it would. Glad you picked it up. Thanks for reading and rating. ttyl

TREVON commented on illusions

01-14-2012

When every thing is gone it is hard on the heart of a sensitive soul. I hope your soul will mend.

Tempestlady

02/17/2012

Thanks for your understanding and insight...

Insideme commented on illusions

04-25-2011

Alcohol is a cruel Mistress, she or he can make ghosts of the ones we love.

Tempestlady

06/12/2011

Thanks for your comments and philosophy. Write on........Tlady

truth917 commented on illusions

04-24-2011

Nicely written.. Nice flow to it and your point is well spoken...

Vincent commented on illusions

03-15-2011

A lot of hurt and pain, I can feel your heart bleed. good write smiles Vincent

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

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Tempestlady’s Poems (64)

Title Comments
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Ghost Rape 0
The Tools for the Pandemic 0
The Tools for the Pandemic 1
OBSERVATIONS OF LIFESTYLES 0
Over and over and over and over again...., 0
Goodbye Baby 0
FAITH 0
TWC 0
"Every thought she had i heard from accross the room" 0
LATINA NURTURING 0
ROBIN WILLIAMS 0
ACCEPTANCE 0
LOVE AND SEX 0
Say What? 0
Some Days.... 0
Yellow Butterflies 4
Flames and Tears 6
Swans at the park 10
In the dugout 10
I never heard your voice..... 5
Talk to Me 2
The Wind of Death 7
WHAT TO DO.... 3
Futility 4
illusions 15
Innocent Love 17
Tranquility 15
Understanding 14
Mr. O. D. Fisher 9
Graywollff200
1 got Swine Flu
3
Buzz 4499 4
Attraction 11
"Smokin stems on a Saturday" 5
"Polar Bear evolution" 7
UNLAWFUL CARNAL KNOWLEDGE-RES
ULTS
20
I was created... 14
Stuck in a loop 20
BRYAN & DEE FAHRIG 11
ONE LAST DANCE.... 25
DE'JAVUE 15
Jake's Haiku Collection 7
"That Feeling" 5
To have it all... 4
"A Touch Too Much" 8
"Coping Mechanisms" 6
"Our Trucker" 9
Emotions in a lovelife 4
IT AINT NOTHING BUT A THING! 6
My flirting friend.. 12
Love from a distance 20
Kindred Spirits 19
My Lucky One 7
"Sweet Dreams" 8
The art of love 7
A Tone of the voice 4
The leader 7
"SWEET BABY JAMES" 3
"Rocka bye baby" 3
The Bobcat 7
"Cookies" 7
The Drought 6
Anne on my mind...... 7
Balanced Translocation (or dream babies) 9
Southside Cinderella 19