Love held, Lost

Love held, Lost

A Poem by Aziz Luther
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To the one I thought of as a lover

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I refuse to let go because her promises to me I hold dearly
Through the intense heat and cold shivering days I hold
I hold like a lifeline I hold that rope and I will never let go
They all said she's moving on I kinda see it, but still, I won't let go
She moves with super speed and strength,
So I guess I'm just gonna be strung along
On the right I see thousands other guys refusing to let go
On my left I see skeletons still holding on to that string of hope

I'm in love with the idea that this is a challenge,
A challenge in which I prove that I love her,
And to the rope I hold, to her words I find hope
Strength to carry on and to hope I hold on

Calluses on both hands, painful but better is the reward
I hold on to a dream that slowly pinches the nerves
I hope she calls for me soon,
Is that the finish line? No its just a mirage in her
Maybe simply an illusion I'm beginning to lose it

Blood now dripping from my hands,
I cry and ask her to look my way
The guys on my right are turning slowly into bones
Is it worth it, why do you string me along

I plea that u look my way,
The strength to hold on I have no more
I let go and fell on the cold floor
And as she finally left it felt like she wasn't ever there

I held on too long I was almost gone myself
Now the next chapter is for me to accept to move on
And not blame myself for the stupidity unfolded
I should learn the life's dos and don'ts

It hurts now as reality manifests itself
She's now just a mere thought none existent
But the pain that she's gone consumes my soul
And I wish it didn't hurt no more

© 2013 Aziz Luther


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Added on June 15, 2013
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Aziz Luther
Aziz Luther

Phoenix, AZ



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I'm Chris. I have always thought of poetry as painting in words. Giving precise details with a shower of metaphors, taking a reader on a journey, making the reader understand the poet. I have always l.. more..

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