The karma of love

When we are young. We waste the gift of love.

     The Karma of Love
       Written on 5 March 1985 


I remember when the sparkles in your eyes could
light up the world surrounding you.

I remember how I wanted you.

How I twisted my world backward.

Just for a few moments of your touch.

Now my heart is in remorse and dismantle.
Every time I think of you.
How you made every moment so special.
I feel weaken.

Now your smiles are rare.
Your beautiful blue eyes lost their sparkles.
You are living alone in a wasteland of loneliness.
Hiding all your pain.
I taught you.

Maybe your life wasn't so tough.
But your heart was tender.
Easily broken.
And me.
I was just after another conquest.
Another heart to add to my hunger.
Never to be fulfilled.

You won.
After I left you.
Your beautiful face.
The memories of your tears.
Left me empty and dead.

Now I dreams I left you smiling.
Laughing for our love would never
end for you.
You would be my brightest star.
I would be there to hold you when you
were afraid.

I awake alone.
Seeing the damage done to you.
Was done to me.

I called you.
I told you. "I'm sorry.
I would come back.
I miss and love you."

You whispered.
"Thank you.
I'm alright.
It is too late.
I have nothing left to give."

So funny.
I realized I stole all your dreams.

I also lost my dreams the morning I left you
in our warm bed.
To conquer another poor woman.

Leaving you with my heart.




                        Coyote
                   5 March 1985


 
 

Author's Note

A old poem. When we are young. The gifts of love and emotion is wasted. If I could go back in time. I would be a different man. But that is what fool's say when it is too late.

Reviews

[Sid]

Great piece, the transformation from all the love, happiness and the smiles to the this stanza is amazingly done.
"Now your smiles are rare.
Your beautiful blue eyes lost their sparkles.
You are living alone in a wasteland of loneliness.
Hiding all your pain.
I taught you."
this is also my favorite stanza though i like the way it ends on a more hopeful note...great work!!

[Tina Kline]

This is very sad. It seems that we realize to late what we had and often wish we could get it back.

[universe-explorer]

making a mistake is fine, just redo the whole thing until you actually learn from the mistake

[Wicahpi]

I know her feeling(s) that you try to express, try to
'know'. I wonder how many other men think back and
realize what messes they left behind, knowingly or
unknowingly and if they even cared at the time.
This is a fine write Coyote, as always.
Full of wisdom, even if late in coming.
A young man breaks many hearts.

[Art]

the heart is as simple as a thought...and that is why it can be shattered by the very thoughts of our mind and the physical desires that we run and seek after, leaving the simpleness of a loving heart to wither within emotional poetry and that reflection of wishing to return...

very nice...

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

coyote this is so lovely!!!

[Desert Dreamer]

Wonderful, as are all of your poems. I like the part about calling to apologize, even if it is too late it must have been healing for both of you. The lines:
"It is too late.
I have nothing left to give."
reminds me of something I discovered about relationships, something hard to put into words but I will try. I think sometimes we try so hard to be close to someone that we take all of the mystery out of the relationship by giving too much and taking too much, and that by doing so, we lose our own dreams. You have a way with words, I like reading your poems.

[black.butterfly]

great poem.

[Ruth]

When we are young, so much is taken for granted! lol This is truly moving sweet, a real emotive poem!
I am moved by this piece xx

[Brokensoul]

I wasn't even born when you wrote it !
I loved the words and its endearing feel. sometimes you do yearn to turn back time.

[Gomer LePoet]

great piece here coyote. whats the old song "Fools rush in". It is hard to know
when is the time that I need to stop, look and listen and not rush to the next one.