Locket

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This poem is about true love. Even in the darkest moments the hope of this person’s true love kept him going and in the end that love prevailed. It’s about never giving up on hope even when there doesn’t appear to be any left.

Locket

I am a secret in a dark and desolate closet

Kept from the world with my love in a golden locket

My clothes were stripped from me so that I could not leave

And to silence my cries I was beaten until my flesh would bleed

I gaze into her eyes through the dim light of the cracks

I see the love that shines as she smiles back

Her picture is faded through these times that are hard

As the dim light shines I see the writing on the heart

For one to love is for one to live

To you this locket and picture I give

Cherish this heart for it is mine

Keep it close to you for all time

I hear the heavy footsteps approaching so I close my locket

I keep it close to my heart and hide in the corner of the closet

The heavy steps get closer and stop before my old cracked door

With my knees to my chest I sit still on this cold wooden floor.

Trying not to breathe so no noise will derive form here

The tears dripping from my eyes and my body trembles in fear

I know what is to come, this abuse takes place everyday

Yet I am to scared and weak to fight back in anyway

The old cracked door slowly creaks open and there he stands

Yelling at me to get up and yanks me out of my closet by my hand

As I endure this person pleasure of his inflicting pain

I remember the picture in my locket which keeps me sane

I am treated like a whore a servant to this person’s pleasure of needs.

I am beaten into submission until my body bleeds

Lying on my stomach I realize this room is empty like this person’s heart

Then something happens to stop what this person has begun to start

Someone banging at the front door so this person gets up to go see

I must do something for I know when he returns his abuse will be upon me

I hear the conversing start to happen so I begin to speak

To my dismay only whispers come out for I am so weak

I reach for the door of this cold empty room in which I lay

I am able to open it enough just to see them walk away

Did they see me? Did they hear me? Did I get their attention?

Then I look up and see my master’s reaction

He raises his hand and begins to strike

Then throws me on my stomach with all of his might

I plead to this person and beg for forgiveness

Then I pass out just to awake in my closet of darkness

Dripping with blood and from the abuse I was sore

I go back to my corner in this cold closet floor

I grab my locket and gaze into her eyes

The smile she gives back keeps me mesmerized

I rub my finger over her smile and whisper “I love you”

As I read her message that my heart holds true

 For one to love is for one to live

To you this locket and picture I give

Cherish this heart for it is mine

Keep it close to you for all time

I kiss her goodnight and to my chest I hold this golden locket

As I still remain a secret in this cold and dark desolate closet

As I fade into the darkness a new world I gain

Where hope, love, and happiness shall always reigns

No abuse or cold nights lying naked on the floor

No puddles of blood, no body that is sore

The birds are singing and there are sounds of a peaceful creek

The wind is cool and the sun’s warmth I seek

When from behind me loving arms wrap me so tight

With whispers of love that fill me with delight

“I want you to have this” says a sweet voice

A gift from me with words of rejoice

I look down to see a beautiful locket of a golden heart

I open the locket to reveal two touching parts

One side is her picture and it shows the great love she has for me

And the other side is her words inscribed for eternity

For one to love is for one to live

To you this locket and picture I give

Cherish this heart for it is mine

Keep it close to you for all time

I turn to her and with great love and admiration

I kiss her soft lips and hold her tight with all my passion

Then with a thunderous roar I was pulled out of my world

With only a memory and a locket from my girl

I was back to being a secret in this dark and desolate closet

Kept from the world with nothing but a golden locket

My clothes were stripped from me so that I could not leave

And to silence my cries I was beaten until my flesh would bleed

It was a different day yet that time was here

To give pleasure to this person to whom I fear

This time was different as the footsteps grew near

They were smaller in stride yet I still had fear

I scrambled to my corner with my knees to my chest

Grasping my locket for its all my life has left

The door slowly opens and the bright light shines in

I closed my eyes tight as I felt the hand touch my naked skin

Be still my love for I am here to cause no harm

The voice was soft and gentle and filled with charm

With fear in my heart and tears on my eyes

I looked up and saw what was to my surprise

Standing before me was the love from my golden locket

She covered my naked body as she sat with me in my closet

She said the evil person was no where to be found

This abuser fled as soon as the sirens made their sound

My savior of love was the one banging at that front door

And as she was leaving she saw me lying on the cold floor

She said “don’t fear for there is no one here that will do you any harm

You are now safe my love” and then held me in her loving arms

She noticed the locket I held ever so tightly against my chest

And with her arms wrapped around me she put my fears to rest

With a voice that sounded as if it was sent from the heavens above

She said these words that filled me with her love

For one to love is for one to live

To you this locket and picture I give

Cherish this heart for it is mine

Keep it close to you for all time

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Bettysrainbow48 commented on Locket

05-16-2010

Very nice you really put a lot of hard work into this poem. I like it

gogant commented on Locket

05-10-2010

Hi, Al. I'm late, but better late than never as they say. Congratulations on the win.....................................gogant

SpiritSong commented on Locket

05-09-2010

Very intense story poem, very interesting and grabs ones attention. You are a gifted writer so well written , a great story teller and poet..thank you for sharing your gift with us all.. "SpiritSong"

KKFay commented on Locket

05-09-2010

wow and amazing is all i can say, you give the feeling of having to live through that another day, it seems as if it is all a bad dream but also if it were life's reality.

Poemeater commented on Locket

05-08-2010

Geart story teller in poetic language, excellent writer.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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