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A mother’s plea

 

 

A mother’s plea

 

You call me in the dead of night

Demanding what is no longer yours

You demand for what you previously gave away so freely

But I will not meet that demand, I never will

 

What you demand to have is too much to ask for

What you feel is your right to rip from my arms

Is way too much for me to just give away

You demand, take and steal what you want from life

 

As you did from mine so long ago

You see that I have moved on

You see that you no longer hold a place in my heart

So you set out to once again rip apart my life

 

But, you have really just displayed what a truly

Hurtful, and brutal person you really are

For you see, it is not my life that you will be ripping apart any more

This impacts on two innocents that have done nothing

 

Two innocents that only ever asked to be loved

You walked out on us, not the other way around

You made the choice to seek to destroy and brutalize

You made the choice to be a total utter coward

 

These are you choices not mine

Those are your choices not theirs

Leave them alone as they are

They are happy and content

 

They are oblivious to your plans, unaware of your intentions

Know this, you will not succeed, you will not win

I will stop you

 

— Feebie, Aug 30, 2007

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Region, Country: Gauteng, ZMB

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Robert Frost

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purplemoondoll

18 years 9 months ago

Whoah! Slow Down!

I like a lot of the poetry you have posted so far BUT pleeeez slow down on posting too many in one period. I cant keep up and would really like the chance to comment on your work properly. :-) Also....In general you have shown some lovely, well structured, emotive poetry since you joined that shows huge potential..BUT that said I would really like to see what else you have to say? Sometimes writing too many pieces on the same or similar subject can lead to one's writing stagnating. intead of developing... I hope you take this in the spirit its intended...I like your work woudl just like to see what else is there!:-)
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purplemoondoll

18 years 9 months ago

Having said that! Re. This Poem

These lines I can really relate to and But, you have really just displayed what a truly Hurtful, and brutal person you really are For you see, it is not my life that you will be ripping apart any more This impacts on two innocents that have done nothing Written in a way that can easily be understood and help the reader to engage in what you are saying. I can feel the hurt and disappointment coming through loud and clear and the strength to stand up to it. Nice work Watch again your typing there is at least one I can see in the last verse so it mightbe worth checking through to correct any - easily done! Cheers - Kaz
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Jillian Botha

18 years 9 months ago

Sorry for the flooding......*blushes*

Hi Purplemoon I did get a bit carried away with my postings of late. would like to sincerely apologise for the flooding of my poetry. I will hold off for a little while. Thank you for your kind words on this one. Kind regards Feebie Mistakes happen, do not dwell on them, live them, mourn them and move on to better things. (PS: if that does not work eat lots and lots of chocolate)
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docmaverick

18 years 9 months ago

A Mother's Plea...

..was a very emotional piece, and I felt it even more than I heard it! A truly good write. As for flooding us with your poetry, I believe I am guilty of the same infraction...and all that I can say is, we need to write when inspired...and one never knows, in the Grand Scheme of things, if that piece is meant for someone to read, NOW. So "flood on", my little one.....open up the gates! Doc.