Meaningless Words

Words without action
Are only words
Intangible and empty
Without substance
Used so frequently
And to so many
They have no meaning

Undesirable

You used to be reliable
The only one who ever was
But now I’m undesirable
And no longer give you cause
To back your words with actions

Excalibur

It’s been a while
Since pain like this
The slow burn of an
Imaginary blade
Slicing through
My soul

Intermission

A strong urge to be close
But I’m enjoying this distance
That I’ve fought long and hard for
In spite of your resistance
Even though I miss you
And the conversations we had
The respite from the deceit and lies
Is definitely not something bad
The desire will pass, I know it will
Just as I know you will be back
So for now I’ll enjoy the silence
Before your next attack

Eternal Mystery

Two versions of my life
Were told to me and to you
My ears were filled with lies
While yours heard what was true
But it’s pointless asking why
Or seeking the answers I crave
Because the teller chose to die
And took his reasons to the grave

The Master Manipulator

Well, hello there Master,
What a fool I’d have been
If you had done this after
I had posted my last poem –
How lucky for me it’s still unseen,
Still sitting in the folder on my phone.
You are the Master Manipulator once more

Earthquake

Yes, I am still smarting
Did you think I wouldn’t care
Or that it wouldn’t hurt me
The news you had to share
Delivered with no notice
Or thought to how I’d feel
As though I’ve no emotions
That my feelings are not real
Spare me all the details
For I’d prefer I didn’t know
Perhaps in time you’ll understand
The impact of the blow
But for now you are oblivious
To the destruction in the wake
Of your blasé revelation
That caused my world to shake
I know I will recover
Given patience and some time
And of course through the words
That do not always rhyme
In the end I wish you peace
May karma treat you well
For I do not wish on anyone
This special kind of Hell

Vanished

In my dream
You turn and
Walk away
Never to be
Seen again
No word
No sound
Just a glimpse
Of a vanishing
Naked form

Flunking Out

Oh, Master you are an amateur
How could I ever doubt
Or perhaps you’ve just gone soft
With all those feelings that’re about
Either way, I’m sorry to say
You’re at the bottom of the class

Duplicity

Do not think that I’m naive
Underestimate me at your peril
Please don’t think I’m stupid
Let me make it clear
I’m not a complete idiot
Can I fool you that I am?
I wonder what would happen
‘Twere the lies to be revealed
You think it would be pretty?