A mad man prayer

A mad man prayer

A Poem by Coyote Poetry
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Love can create a madness.

"
                              
                           A mad man prayer

I woke up with your name on my lips.

THE PHONE IS RINGING.

I dreamed you were calling me.
Bringing me into the heat of your flesh.
Calling my name.
Whispering words of love.

Sweet words.
Thanks for the education of the long ride.

I awake.
Sweating and full of hate.
Not wishing to touch you.
But to hurt you like you did to me.

I make plans to see you.
To find you.
Then the hate seem to fade away.

I pray to be able to fall into your arms.
For you to twist up my mind and heart again.

Make me your slave again.
I would serve you.
For you are what I need.

I fall asleep again.
You come into my dreams.
You are so beautiful.
So sweet and innocence looking.

THE PHONE IS STILL RINGING>

I see myself.
Being drowned in cement till I'm buried.
Unable to breath.
I won't cry out for help. I will watch you pour the last of the cement.

I will wait for my last breath.
You give me a demon smile.
Raise your hands.
 The cement open up for you.

You tell me.
You will not die.
I'm your punishment.

You ran away from everyone.
I'm your time in hell for being a b*****d.

You will be my fool.
I will hold you as a prisoner till only a flicker
of emotion is left.

You will live till you only wish will be a trip into hell.

THE PHONE IS RINGING

I awake and I answer the phone.
I hear a sweet voice.

You whisper. Come to me now.

                          Coyote
                        1996

© 2010 Coyote Poetry


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Coyote Poetry
A old poem. Any errors. Please assist. Never too old to learn.

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'A mad man prayer'
Coyote poetry,
This title fits.. the whole thing speaks of self destruction. I have known people which would of robbed me of life too. The first line and last line really give this contrast of dark and light and then everything in between.
'I woke up with your name on my lips'
last line.
'you whisper, "come to me now.'
Your body of work speaks of the pain people inflict on one another and even upon themselves.
Be careful what you wish for was the thread through this piece which is a good bit of advice for anyone whom wants to love and be loved and will simply settle...hard lesson too.
Blessings,
Kathy




Posted 5 Years Ago


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Coyote Poetry

5 Years Ago

Thank you Kathy. I appreciate the comment. Love can be twisted.



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I love this poem. You might consider changing the line, " So sweet and innocence looking," too: " So sweet and innocent looking."

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sometimes you have to quit in self defence
and move on Having learnt from hard experience.
Addiction is not good for you when you are addicted to
somebody who enjoys hurting you.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dude, beautiful poem. Its a shame that some relationships end up like this.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really wish I couldn't relate to this, but I can, thanks to a bad relationship I got into during late summer.
I like this though, you wrote it well. Thanks for sharing it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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RJM
the pain of heartbreak and of loss. you captured it all too well

Posted 13 Years Ago


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very nice, very powerful,

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

really intense writing here ~ quite the emotional ride

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Oh man Coyote, what a frightening tale of love gone terribly wrong. This is a devastating tale with a terrifying aftermath that many of us have felt at one time or another. Having lost what I thought was the love of my life, your descriptive style leaves no room for question and your feelings are etched in granite. There can be no doubt of your pain and I cringed as I read this-memories flood my frail consciousness.......excellent and honest. Great write dude. Sorry I haven't been around lately. Murray

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This reminds me of a friend I had years ago that bought a Harley motorcycle. He loved the bike, but it had a terrible influence on him and made him do bad things. His wife almost divorced him over it. Some relationships are poisonous, and the one describe in this poem seems to be one of those.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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madness...pure madness...and then the relationship continues, life is filled with these emotions and realities...

nice work...

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