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poetry Relationships & Society

For the Love of Money

She plays the dutiful wife,
she pretends that everything is all right,
But alone in her bed at night,
she wonders who she is fooling.
He doesn’t love her,
He doesn’t really care.
The big house, the expensive car,
the money in the bank,
Does nothing to ease her loneliness,
or to make up for the fact,
She has lost him to someone else
and she cannot win him back.

She cries herself to sleep at night,
And wonder what she is doing wrong,
why she lies alone each night,
while another woman has her man.
Sometime she wants to leave him,
but it is really hard to do,
She has become too accustomed to living,
this life of luxury.
It would be easy to leave him,
but not the money, the big house or the car,
So she suffers silently
and tells herself,
You just can’t have it all!

Marva Seaton
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poetry Relationships & Society

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

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Thought For Today

Solitude

As oft we moan and groan about our broken hearts,
Of the love we had and lost, of the one who was insincere,
And whose promises and words of love were false.

Yet there are those who have never loved,
Who have never known what it is like to have
a broken heart,
Some whose lips have never been kissed,
Who have never had arms to hold them tight,
Who have never felt the touch of a gentle caress,
Or experience the ecstasy of another body next to theirs,
The womb that never bore a child,
The breast that never suckled,
What is it like to go through life without once being touched?

Some wait and wait to find the perfect someone,
That never ever comes along,
Wasted years, waiting for something that doesn’t exist,
Some wait for that perfect husband,
To give them that perfect child,
A glimpse of him eventually appears,
But alas! It is too late because the childbearing days are gone,
So there still remains that uneven equation,
And the feeling that something is missing.

We live in an imperfect world and there is no such thing,
As a perfect someone,
For those who have never loved,
There is no missing something you have never experienced,
And though it may seem safer,
Is it really happier not to love,
Than to love and have your heart broken?
Not necessarily, because there will be no good times
to remember,
No memories to cherish, no one to reminisce about,
No experience to guide you,
What is it like to have lived and never loved?

 

Sometimes we spend so much time moaning over the things that are wrong in our lives that we do not take the time to notice all the wonderful things we have that are often  times more important than the things we complain about.  Every morning we wake we need to give thanks to God for allowing us to live to see another day.   Give thanks for the things we have that we take so much for granted; like being able to see, or talk, or walk, always be mindful that there are some out there who can’t.   Give thanks for good health, for family and friends.  Give thanks for the problems and obstacles you were able to overcome.  These life lessons help to make us stronger.  These experiences can make us wiser.  At all times as long as there is life, give thanks!

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poetry

Believe In Yourself

Cover of "Believe In Yourself (Hay House ...
Cover via Amazon

Believe in yourself,
And what you can be,
And not what others,
Think that you are,
Believe in your dreams,
And what you can achieve,
If you work towards your goal,
Believe in tomorrow,
And the hope that it brings,
With the dawn of each new day,
Believe in love,
And the one that you love,
The person you know him to be,
But the most important of all of these,
Is that you believe in you

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poetry

Sloitude

For My Broken Heart
Image via Wikipedia

As oft we moan and groan about our broken hearts,
Of the live we had and lost, of the one who was insincere,
And whose promises and words of love were false.

And there are those who have never loved,
Who have never known what it is like to have
a broken heart,
Some whose lips have never been kissed,
Who have never had arms to hold them tight,
Who have never felt the touch of a gentle caress,
Or experience the ecstasy of another body next to theirs,
The womb that never bore a child,
The breast that never suckled,
What is it like to go through life without once being touched?

Some wait and wait to find the perfect someone,
That never ever comes alone,
Wasted years, waiting for something that doesn’t exist,
Some wait for that perfect husband,
To give them that perfect child,
A glimpse of him eventually appears,
But alas! It is too late because the childbearing days,
are gone,
So there still remains that uneven equation,
And the feeling that something is missing.

We live in an imperfect world and there is no such thing,
As a perfect someone,
For those who have never loved,
There is no missing something you have never experienced,
And though it may seem safer,
Is it really happier not to love,
Than to love and have your heart broken?
Not necessarily, because there will be no good times
to remember,
No memories to cherish, no one to reminisce about,
No experience to guide you,
What is it like to have lived and never loved?

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poetry

I Love You

Close-up of a handsome man smiling at a cafe photo

I love your smile, the twinkle in your eyes,
I love the way you body embraces mine,
I love the way you hold my hand,
the way you stroke my hair,
I love the fact that you understand,
It’s not the big things but the simple things
you do that truly makes me happy so,
Like breakfast in bed, a bouquet of roses,
fixing me chicken soup when I’m down with the flu
I didn’t know what loving was until I met you,
Now that you are here in my arms,
I hope you stay this we,
We loving each other until the end of days.