Turn Toward the Window
Turn towards the window
I will face the wall
Don’t tell me
That you love me
I can’t take it anymore
My time is mine
As yours is yours
And if the time is ripe
For leaving
Then I won’t
Stand in your way
You’ve hurt me
For so long now
By wanting this
And wanting that
Nothing really tangible
But never satisfied
Take your
Pocketful of poems
Your patchwork jeans
Check out your sanity
Go ride on your misery
Let me be a memory
And leave me now forever
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I found these words in a pile of other scribbles while clearing out my shed... They are among my first attempts at poetry... more years ago now than I care to remember......... cheers, Neville
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A fine write Neville. I tried writing in my shed. The light bulb went out. Couldn't see a thing. So I wrote a poem: 'A black cat in a coal cellar at midnight'. lol.
thank you, why not post it...
Erm, not written it yet! Heehee. Just the title, which is odd, as that's usually the last thing I do. You in that shed?!
Title says it all but you could add: "tripped me"
gonna add it now "tripped me".......... 🙂
Telling it then as it once was - love soured reads as a powerful piece of well-written insistence - - good that you found it to share here Nev.
Thank you Fay.. I found several scribbles from way back.. had I not checked, they would have just gone up in smoke... like the relationship that inspired it I imagine.... N
A good 'loves epitaph' written with the feeling of the moment which really comes through. Definitely an 'I've had enough of you' air about this.
Did it bring the moment back vividly. I expect so. (Mine do for me).
Always.. but I guess that's why we record it .. Many thank you's and all that jazz..... N
So did I, but left them scribbled, unpublished... untitled....unfinished
All I needed to know
Is how could you let me go
All I knew
Is that I loved you so
You strayed, you betrayed
Your heart was never in it
You knew it, you blew it
I hope it was worth it
Being free of all that frost
How come I feel so lost
Ever since then I confess
I'm a mess
Ever since then n now
All we know, love is blind
Yet, I must move forward
Alone, my place, I must find
My words show simplicity of youth and immaturity of composition
enjoyed by me tho regardless......... cheers, N
Very emotional and elegantly written, well done
well blow me down, I am indeed honoured.. thank you
You'd better search that shed for some more gems.
what a bloomin lovely thing to say... thank you sir.....
Hope you find shed loads - sorry couldn't resist!
even lovelier ....
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