I feel alone
I have dreams that
I am looking for you
and you don’t come to me
I can see your face
but you are no where around
I don’t know about anything
this emptiness is more
present than you are
You come and look at me
from time to time
please talk
like you used to
My eyes are burning
and I want to cry
because I remember
the words
“I love you”
They were so beautiful
I wish you still love
me,
I miss you
and I feel all alone
Rich boy sits in his room
he looks at me on the screen
he has ideas in his head about
what he could see and I say no
he tells me that I will never see him
again
I don’t shudder
It hurts though because for
four days he has been
texting me and saying
he misses me
I take a deep breath
I am about to be deleted
because the rich boy
has tired of me..
I wrote a poem today about a surfer boy I met on Interpals. God it is so bad of me…I have to admit I love attention. I have Maryilyn Monroe and Liz Taylor in my soul. I can not just wash dishes and be happy. Long story short Surfer boy told me I was beautiful and that he was falling in love. I knew this was B.S. but I figured I would see how many days this would last.It ended today when I refused to show him my bubble gum and candy corn.
“Baby, if you love me you would show me what I want..” He pouted. I told him “NO.” and of course that was the end of another potential saga 🙂
I found myself crying regardless. I don’t like being tossed. I am so honest folks that I am sure some of you reading me are like “Hmmm…”
Many house wives crave passion, admiration. So I was dumped by Surfer stud but for 3 days I was in his mind at least..
Another Margo story…
Alas, I have given up trying to win your love
or figure out what went wrong
My sweet husband held me last night
when I had nightmares of a ghost grabbing
at my feet..
Alas,
I have given up because
you are not worth the
Pain
You are a coward
and I know this now
your words of love
was from a boy’s mouth
and I a woman who sought
too much
Alas, Alas I have
given up…
pain of loss
Maybe I was never friends with Moody maybe he just talked to me to pass time. I thought when I came back from Morrocco he had changed and that he was interested in friendship again. Sometimes, I thought he loved me. My friends said he loved me. He was mean to me. Every time I tried to talk to him he was rude going on about his girlfriend and he would never talk to me like a friend. I deleted him from Face book, I couldn’t stand the negativity any more. It breaks my heart that someone who I used to love could be so cold and mean to me. I am a pretty person, I am a good person and I was tired of him making me feel like *SHIT I have to use that word.
Margo
It seems as if he’s gone
he ran off
and I am still confused
Why did I go see him
what was it all for
it seems as if it was a dream
Today I might delete my photos
from Morrocco
why save them he is gone
he wants nothing to do with me
My husband wins me yet again
but I am not a prize
I was a woman who was hurting
My husband had cursed me
with words of course he apoligized
but I whispered in the ear
of another guy
and now he acts as if I don’t exsist
the American woman with 3 kids
he never comes to say hello
and I can’t take it anymore
I want to erase him from my mind
and erase him from my life
just as he has done with me
I bet he runs to the mosque
begging for forgiveness
never caring about the love he lost
I can’t take it anymore
I don’t love him like before
it seems as if he’s gone
and I don’t care
I should have never went over there
Last night I cut and pasted most of my poems on Interpals because the Hacker has deleted 100 of my 800 poems. Interpals has been no help at all to help me keep someone out of my page I truly feel violated and hurt. I decided to cut and paste all my poems and the ones about Mr. Tall (which sadly, are a big percentage) I sent to him. I have heard nothing from him today.If someone wrote beautiful poems about me I would cry out of a feeling of “ah” but, not him not a word and not a peep. I don’t want to talk much about him today because he has a big ego as is, but as I looked back at the poetry we always had a short time of peace between each other. I want him to be my friend again. I wish he would stop being mean to me, the other day he told me to grow the F up. I told him to stop acting like Moses.I don’t even care anymore if he likes me. I used to follow him around like a puppy we had so much in common and he loved being with me.We were in love I guess as much as an Internet couple could be. He was jealous of my husband and I loved that. He was my best friend.WAS I hate that word.I might have outgrew my once beloved because I found other things to make me happy. I miss him sometimes though and he knows it and if he reads it, oh well ….
M
Do you read me
this poem is for you
you read so fast
as you walk through
you have soft eyes
and a gentle smile
so these words are for you
take a minute
and say hello there
is hot tea here for you
see the table with the roses
a cup of tea
sits there since noon
Subhan you are are
a whisper on the wind
a touch of summer dew….
Subhan where are you going
in your rush of the day
someone has made tea for you
now you must stay
and drink
tell about your travels
and about your life
too there is tea here
for you
sit and drink
I will listen if you want me to.
Nosy people don’t know you
They ignore you most of the time
They try to act all knowing
when all they do is waste your time
They send you messages
and say “You need to fix your life”
and you feel as if you were invaded
and they just don’t have it right
They don’t even know you
with their books in hand
they come from some kind of
boreddom
wanting to invade your land
they say they are your friend
but you don’t think so
why do these nosey people have
to come around
They just should
GO !
I want to know a tender kiss
I want to know yearning
I want to not be scolded like a child
I want to know the need to be held for a while
I want to hold someone and not be afraid to laugh
I want to kiss and I want to make it last
I want to know satin sheets
and cotton blankets
and no clothes at all
I want to know this before there
is no heart beat in me at all
I want to trust
its been so long for that
and I want to totally love someone
and he love me back
I really want to know.
margosmischief 