Tag: Relationships

The Fear

I see in your eyes,
Reflections of me,
The tenderness of your smile,
Showing the love you try,
So hard to disguise,
Breaking through the wall,
You build around you,
In your desperate bid to be free.

I see you trying to reach out,
to the future,
Yet so afraid to let go of the past,
Afraid that history will repeat itself,
So you remain in your safe world.

It’s not that you are a coward,
It’s just that you are afraid,
Too afraid to trust,
Too afraid to believe in me,
Too afraid to stay,
Lest you fall in love.

So you play a game,
Of forever running away,
My heart bleeds for you,
And I understand your pain,
For worst than the fear,
Of having one’s heart broken,
Is the fear of falling in love.

Marva Seaton

 

Questions of the Heart

What is life, and what of love,
Moments when speech is not necessary,
There is no need for spoken words,
And the language of the flesh,
Is the language expressed.
Lips meet, hands reach out,
Frantic and searching,
Hungering for love’s fulfillment,
And one look says more,
Than a hundred spoken words can.

Lying in your arms,
Can you look in my eyes,
And see past me,
To the yearning in my soul?
Can you see what no other eyes can,
This hunger in my soul?
And when your arms are locked about me,
And I give in willingly to your desires,
Do you seek to please me, or just yourself?

Would you think it silly,
If I should cry in your arms?
If you wish to speak,
And I say I prefer the silence?
Would you think it silly,
If all I want tot do,
Is to lie in your arms,
Savoring your warmth,
Holding on to you as if there,
Is no tomorrow?

Will you ever really understand me?
This child-like part of me,
That clings to you,
As if afraid to let go?

Marva Seaton

Desiderata {Max Ehrmann}

 

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others, even to the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

 

Letting Go

She watches him leave and it pains her inside
that he has just told her yet another lie.
She fakes a smile, for deep inside she wants to cry,
She closes the door and wish it was just as easy,
to close her heart to the love for him,
which is tearing her apart.
He doesn’t know that she knows,
the apartment to which he goes.
She doesn’t need to follow him,
She has watched him enter many times before.

Tonight is the night she decides,
he is going to find out that she knows,
She wants to see the look upon his face
when he realizes that his cover is blown.
She takes her time, she is in no hurry,
She needs to calm her nerves and gather her strength
for what she is about to do.
She knocks on the door and when it opened,
stepped past the woman and walked right on inside.

The look on his face was priceless,
his jaws dropped open in shock.
The woman looks confused,
She smiles and gently explain,
‘That naked man in your bed,
is my husband my dear.
I just wanted to meet the woman,
he has thrown away his marriage for,
Now that I have met you,
what more can I say,
good luck my dear, he is all your.
She turns and leave but he is right behind her,
calling out her name.
Half way across the street he realizes
he is missing his pants.
She laughs all the way back to her car,
It really wasn’t that hard after all!

Denial

Abused young woman dramatic portrait Stock Photo - 9023663

I saw my friend today,
Her eyes two circles of purple,
Her cheeks were puffed and swollen,
And bore a mark which resembled,
An unfinished tattoo,
Her broken hand was held up,
By a string from her shoulder.

I felt the anger begin within me,
Rushing upward,
Like a raging inferno,
As I asked,
“Who did this to you?’’
But the anger receded,
To make room for pity,
As the swollen lips parted,
To reveal a loose tooth,
And she looked at me and said,
“Oh I fell!”