Deceived
When love seems so right,
it hurts so much more.
When things go wrong,
where there was once a shining sea,
with glittering diamonds,
sparkling in the sun,
there is now dark and stormy water –
with waves crashing against the shore.
Now deceived and alone,
it seemed there was nowhere,
she wanted to call home.
On and on she walked,
along the shore,
leaving footprints in the sand,
that the waves washed away.
Where once there were gardens,
full of roses that bloomed,
shinning, bright beneath the sun.
There are now only dead and wilted ones,
their thorns leaving bloody fingerprints behind,
while dark clouds hover above.
Where there was once joy and gladness,
there is now only pain and sadness.
On and on in this dance of betrayal and deceit,
she wondered how to make the song stop.
It played on in her mind,
it was loud and so unkind,
all she knew was that –
love hurts.
Love had come to an end,
no more love letters to send.
Where are your dreams?
the rainbow has gone away
and nothing is left,
that will give any joy.
Where there was once a castle,
that they dreamed upon,
sitting high up in the clouds.
To which they could fly,
on a winged horse –
that charged across the heavens,
powered by love.
There are now only dark clouds,
behind which lightning flashed
and thunder rumbled,
and the castle had come crashing down.
When she reached the end of the shoreline,
she knew that life would go on,
that one day everything would look fine.
No longer with thoughts,
of being one with the waves,
glad that she could say,
life was worth living
and love would again come her way.
She only wondered how the world would look then
and if the rainbows, the dreams, the sun and the clouds –
Would all look the same?
Most of all she wondered,
if she could look at another love,
with the same trusting eyes –
as she had done before.
Before deceit had opened up the door
and let in the world,
that had destroyed her dreams.
Her fantasies of the wonder of love,
standing there with the waves lapping about.
She looked back at her footprints
and she knew that once she retraced her steps,
she’d be able to love again.
Turning round she started back,
the sun came out,
the sea began to glitter
and that magic castle –
started raising out of the clouds.
It was going to be,
a beautiful day,
the mist and the fog had disappeared,
she could see clearly now
and she went on her way,
dancing through the waves.
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Lovely and well penned verse about the loss of love and finding hope for a new love. Very nice poem Rasma. It sends out a message to never give up on love. Well done.
Thank you Phyllis.
Loved this Rasma, I to also believe you should never give up on love.
Thank you Kurt. Yes, that is so true for giving up means never finding love again.
The hardest thing to forgive is deceit when it comes to relationships. Love and relationship are to be built on trust and it takes a very long time to recuperate from something like that. But eventually when that piece of the puzzle is completed then the moving on and rebuilding of trust becomes worth living for again. A new ove will blossom if you allow it. Good piece Rasma~Paul
Thank you Paul. I agree with you the hardest part is the healing and afterwards learning to trust again.