Anguish

Grief’s Release

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The she wolf pines for

Her lost lover to return,

would bring grief’s release.

Ron_LWIRonovan is an author, and blogger who shares his life as an amnesiac and Chronic Pain sufferer though his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.WordPress.com.

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Lonely lay the heart. (A poem.)

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Lonely lay the heart of the man, under the feet of love’s caravan.
Through sands of burning glass, to the brittle savanna’s finger grass.
Cutting and scratching for a hole of entry, fighting against a time tested sentry.
Lonely lay the heart of the man, in search of the tenderness of his love’s hand.

A whisper of a word begins the stir of change, as rumblings sound throughout the range.
Shattering boundaries and crossing borders, the word on her lips destroys the stone’s engraved orders.
Raging seas roll within his confines, thoughts racing and winding about building for her shrines.
A whisper of a word begins the stir of change, in search to burst the heart beat of the one to whom love is so strange.

Fire burns through granite of the hardest find, intent on finding the only one for his kind.
What was once a shadow of mindless raving, now is pulsating with the blood of a lifetime’s craving.
With the wind now blowing to fan the flame, neither the source or the man will ever be the same.
Fire burns through granite of the hardest find, molten like lava to burn her image in his mind.

 

Much Love, Success, and Respect

Ronovan

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But the heart will never know…

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Today is the day I care not for the want,
The want of a haunt of an old lovers jaunt.
Through the gates of a level of Hell I once knew,
I cringe at the thought of anyone that’s not you.
Have I ever given a matter to a hopeless wondering?
In times of need you show worth more than anything.
Glass breaks for just in case we cannot keep pace.
Our world spins at the same rotation but will we tie the race?
Decisions, decisions make up one’s mind to overflow levels.
Insanity of the choices crack the walls that keep out the dust devils.
You my dear, my darling one I fear, you are the one I must unite.
The decisions are breaking the mind of the kind in spite of all might.
Ah, but wait, is there a light to look to in the burning heart,
The heart so inflamed the skin scorches at the touch of every part.
The mind may know, the mind may understand, the mind may rest,
But the heart will never know the meaning nor stop as long as it beats inside this chest.
You are the beginning and the end, no forgive me that sin.
You are never an end, only a forever, I will posses within,
No matter the distance, no matter the day, no matter how long if never it may.
It all will be held here with me, with all of the love I have for you till eternity’s day

Much Love

Ronovan

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Baby, I bleed you.

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I say I believe you
You believe me too
I am a liar
A
Petrifier

You’ve done left me
I can’t leave you
Hangin’ on doorsteps
Dreamin’ of when we met
I can’t
Forget
You need too

Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you

Fakin’ on Sundays
Prayin’ for me days
I can’t say
It’s
Okay

Sweatin’ like July
Wonderin’ Lord oh why
Does this pain
Keep, thrillin’ me
I want it
It to be
You’re forgettin’ me

Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, do I need you
Why oh why, why oh why
Why oh why, baby, I bleed you

 

 

I found this scheduled for today. I don’t remember writing it but I looked and found it on my computer from about a week ago and must have put it here and scheduled it. Not my usual though. Amnesia and short term memory problems can really be a bear sometimes and freak you out.

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Another Day Down

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Another Day Down

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Another day down

Another drop of the heart fails

No one really understands it

I speak but they then begin with their own tales

 

 

I am in pain toda . . .

Oh, I understand I feel that way too

My Migrai . . .

Oh take this and you’ll feel better in just a few

 

 

Another day down

Another drop of heart fails

People all around me

Think that they were the blazer of my trails

 

 

I fell and hit my hea . . .

Oh, I’ve been there and done that

Sounds drive me insa . . .

You’ll be fine and okay it’s a fact

 

 

Another day down

Another drop of heart fails

You forget what I am now

Your words are like nails

 

 

I love yo . .

Oh, I know, nothings changed, we’re fine don’t be insane

But you don . . .

No, you just don’t understand my words because of your brain

 

 

Another day down

Another drop of heart fails

Another day of missed out

Another day of misunderstanding Hells

 

 

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My Soul Bleeds

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My Soul Bleeds

 

These eyes see tragediesCover _Red
Falling lives in every direction
Hopes and dreams denied
Their pains added to my collection

Why do I feel so much
My chest expands to fill space
Anguish rips to shreds
Tears streak this pale face

I care too much
Wanting to be all things to all
Wishing for nothing
I teeter atop the heap knowing I will fall

The fall is inevitable
The mistakes come and I cannot save
My heart is worn through
My soul bleeds from the last joys rays

 

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