Tearless eyes,,,

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depression, Loneliness, love, poem, poetry, tearless eyes

Dear eyes why can’t you weep
Dear eyes why can’t you cry
The tears have dug too deep
But The well is full not dry

Cast away these demons
That haunts my night
Pour out all the reasons
And make it right

Bless me with forgiveness
And make me forget
what we have suffered and witnessed
what we have faced and met

Dear crow the tears won’t show
Would you lend a hand?
Make them fall and flow
Right here where we stand

My liege my old friend
I can’t lift this curse
Tears won’t go with the wind
And their scars are worst

It’s a river that we can’t stop
and we’ll have to endeavor
It starts with a single drop
then it will rain forever

forgive me my liege
For I have failed
your wish is out of reach
your curse prevailed

Your tears will burn inside
and they’ll leave some scars
souvenirs that will reside
Of lost battles and wars

the scars will always grow
but we can’t Wear them in pride
Those who look closely will know
what we mask and hide

alas, You are free to leave
I’ll just gather my strength
Inside ill shall weep and grieve
for you and my tears, have failed me at length

And I know fate isn’t done with me yet
Fate has more games to play
and I know I can safely bet
That I’ll lose and pay

I wish they would tear me apart
Perhaps right then they’ll yield
when they find her carved in my heart
beneath the mask and shield

my liege if I may
An advice to give
No gain in pain I say
And she deserve to live
one day memories will be gone
And we will carry on

©FAT 2015

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The battle within

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depression, fate, life, Loneliness, love, poem, poetry, thought of the day

A heart and a soul centuries apart
Entwined and tangled in an endless battle
When one retreats the other one starts
Their battle bells can never cease to rattle

The soul is wise yet broken and worn
For preservation it had itself enshrouded
The heart is brave and willing but also torn
Desires and hope had its vision clouded

One speaks of all sacrifices
And how they both survived
One want to make more compromises
And have both lives revived

One is the enemy within
With a lot to offer and give
One deems that a sin
To ask for another chance to live

One can’t seem to have faith in fate
And wants to be content and spiritual
One strive to find their soul mate
And awaits a miracle

The heart is eager and willing
But not the soul
To fill the void that needs filing
And to conquer all

Hearts are addicted to pain
To wisdom it can’t resign
But a journey is always in vain
If there isn’t a finishing line

Their goal and hopes disclosed
And it makes me wonder
If the battle will be resolved
Before they are six feet under

In the vessel they are only guests
And the flesh can’t forever roam
The heart will one day rest
And the soul will find its home
©FAT 2014

Broken,,,,, On domestic violence abuse and society

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broken, domestic abuse, domestic violence, poem, poetry, single mothers, society, venomous scribbles

Dwelling and dwelling
Will get you nowhere
Hiding that eye that is swelling
Crying down the stairs

He will come back to say sorry
He didn’t mean to hit and yell
That You shouldn’t fear or worry
That next time he will

He reminds you of the children you share
And of what would happen to him
And that you are not being fair
To yourself or them

Now Next time is here
Your screams are filling the building
You’re lying with broken ribs and tears
And a forever scarred hurting children

If for the kids you are staying
And that you are afraid they’ll fall
Have faith in that saying
God will take care of all

Look at all the flocks
The cattle and herds
Ants beneath the rocks
And you will believe His words

He will give the one in need
You shouldn’t stay any longer
Your cubs He will feed
And He will make them stronger

Sometimes you just have to pack and leave
No hugs no kisses no bye
Sounds hard but just believe
And stand up and try

Don’t hide between the lines
For help you should directly ask
Although they can see the signs
They wear the ignorance mask

Some can’t or won’t reach out
Independence they do claim
Some are filled with pain and doubt
Some trapped in fear and shame

We used to help and care
And look out for one another
Now the neighbor’s hardship affair
became a bother

For a funeral they spent twelve million
And more on bombs
A wedding that did cost a billion
And dollar for single moms

Survival of the fittest is now the law
And it is all what I am seeing
But that is for creatures of the claw
Not for us human beings

No more ties in families
And humanity is on a shelf
Broken maimed societies
You only fend for yourself

Corrupted presidents and religion’s scholars
Rich men of communism and capitalism systems
Predators enslaved by dollars
And we are their victims
©FAT 2014

 

if you see the signs try to help. most victims needs guidance you can give domestic violence help groups numbers and flyers to victims in private or leave them in obvious places where they can see them.