I hated your faults
more than I lusted your charms
As life became hell
and a new call to arms
I hated the darkness
your beauty can’t hide
With blame the new weapon
that kills from inside
Each movie we made
a celluloid fire
A booze filled disaster
of poisoned desire
I married you once
I married you twice
Divorced in the ruins
— your drama enticed
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Lovely written. Your poem suggests that the beauty of the partner cannot compensate for the emotional turmoil and pain that the relationship brings.
Both of my parents fought like Dick & Liz, and they especially (in bad taste) loved fighting in public.
The day I turned 18, I was gone.
😪❤️
Don’t know whether to call this a tribute poem or just one of truth, very nicely written, Kurt
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