Down With Everything
Done with those
candles
down with those
tears
Done with those
tantrums
and irrational
fears
Done with those
prayers
the stamping of
feet
Tired of histrionics
and
blackmailing bleat
Done
with those lies
and her
churlish acting out
now when
she looks in a mirror
and when
she brushes her hair
Somewhere
over her shoulder
perhaps
she might just make out
the reflection
of a blue eyed man who
maybe
once used to care ...
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Very emotive words again Neville, maybe one day she will see.
Andy
tis but a little bit of imagination Andy ... but thank you for the kind thought my friend ........................... 🙂
Neville,
A very interesting write.
Are your eyes blue?…just wondering!🤔..…and are you really done with those candles?🕯……..once again, just wondering! 🤔
Laura🌻
Good Mane dear Laura ....... Your nocte, I guess ... Yes, my eyes are blue ... & for the purpose of this latest scribble the candle seemed to fit ................. but in the real world, and just between You & Me .. I have had a sage scented candle burning 24 hours a day for several months now and shall only let it burn out when I get the all clear and okay .......................................................... 🙂 Neville 🌻
Now I'm wondering - should I meet her? Is a she a drama queen?!
And am I a blue-eyed boy?! lol.
Not this one .. not if you have any sense .. she would turn your yellow pelt bright red & then some .. but then, she is only a pigment of my imagination ........................................................................ 🙂
That becoming pernickety never does the trick of alluring - - lovers can become addicted to fuss - give me a partner who needs no mirror to reflect a beautiful heart..............x
.................. what an endearing response you have gifted me & pinned to my scribble dear lady ... x
Dating that nun again Nev?
Well good for her if she still inspires rhythmic verse like that.......
gonna give this one a miss if you don't mind mate ..................... but thanks DD .. N 🙂
Yes, when the door closes for the final time, no reflection is bringing it back.
I very much think you are write Paul ...................................................................... cheers N 🙂
Done with them, done with them, done, done , done.....but soddit they're still there in my memory goading me.
Why are the relationships with sharp edges, maybe tempestuous ones, the ones which continually trip into out memories?
.. I imagine the answer would be similar to the response climbers invariably give when asked why they climb mountains ... ergo Because they are there ........................................................... maybe 🙂
Oh my, time changes things and not always for the better! Great Rhythm and Rhymes
You are so bloomin write ................................................... thank you Dove .. N 🙂
Oh I liked this from the title onwards..... someone has just so HAD IT. I've had days like this.....
snap then ................... maybe we should form that cult after all ................. cheers Lorna .. hope you are well ................................ and stay safe .. Neville
When one does not even flinch anymore. It's the oddest thing that in love people bring others to such a point. Love is best enjoyed drama-free. Very well penned.
it seems you know what you are talking about as far as the love thingy is concerned .. thank you maestro ........................................................ N
Love the one who loves you back
Often the fools fail to recognise until it’s too late to be cherished
Another great message by strong emotive sir
Well done
wise words indeed & kind ones too ... thank you dear spilleronsheet
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