Kay Poem 2

	"The Circle of Life Poems"
	by Kay

	© by Kay 2001 -2002
	email: kay

WORDS

Spoken in a whisper
Shouted
Written
Delivered with hatred, love, indifference
Said in jest or error
Disparaging, discouraging, disheartening
Perhaps innocent, until read by another person
The wrong person.
Then the meaning becomes twisted, ugly.
Vile hateful things.
Apologies written, expressed sincerely.
I am sorry, please forgive me.
Returned unacknowledged.
Lessons learned, filed away
To never be forgotten
Words burned on the heart,
Never to be mended.
Final words-
Good Bye

Kay (7-2002)

MY BELOVED

The mere sound of your voice, stirs my soul like no other.
Your kindness, your understanding, your presence
Is like a balm to my meager existence.

You know me to the depths of my being
Your gentleness soothes my soul
Your wit makes my heart soar and sing
Your laughter lifts my spirits to a joyful high
Your love inspires me to strive to be a better person
Your pain wounds me more then I can express

I live and breathe in your watchfulness
I heal in your touch and love
I long to grow old with you
To feel you today and all of our tomorrows

But it can never be
For you belong to another

Kay (4-2002)

MY RAQUEL

Sometimes…
If you are really lucky
You meet that one person that brings true meaning to your life.
I stood in awe, how you are able to break down my barriers
And become so important to my life in such a short time

I search my mind and realize we knew each other for such a little span
And in that time, a lifetime of experiences.
I remember you saying that I asked the tough questions
Perhaps your barriers fell as well
I am struck by the fact that after only a week
I knew we had a special sense of each other
Weeks became months
Our friendship grew
We learned to admire, respect and love one another

There are times I wondered why you weren’t always honest with me
Why you felt impelled keep such an important part of your life secret
I tried to be open with you,
Shared with you thoughts that I had
You were perceptive or insightful or gifted…
I’ll never really know, but there were times when you could read into my soul
Expose me for what I was

You are gone now
Others can feel your presence, your laughter, your love
I can’t
I can no longer remember the sound of your voice.
I live with regret and shame over the last words spoken to you
I still wonder why you left such a part of yourself unknown to me
Wasn’t I good enough to know the truth?
Couldn’t I have shared the burden that you so stoically bore?

These questions and doubts shall remain unanswered for a lifetime
My lifetime
I will remember your kindness, laughter and soft-spoken way
Your ability to see the real me
Unraveling the mystery that is me, was us
The calm counsel and the sense of never judging
My losses may seem complete now
But I know that in time there will be others
But the loss of you
Will remain emblazoned on my heart

Kate (3-2003)

Nightmare

Darkness and despair came to visit,
Brought about by a cruel remark
Perhaps a true remark
Sometimes it is hard to discern between the two
It gnawed away at the very soul,
Refused to leave
Allowing it to fester unfettered.
Growing inside day and night,
It haunts dreams
Cloying maddeningly at the soul
Mistrust, distrust the two words intermixed
Repeating themselves
Engrained on my soul all of this becoming my fault.
The nights are the worst,
Sleep that won’t come
Filled with the anguish of night terrors
In the early hours when quiet has settled
How will this end.
To awaken from the nightmare
Of this existence
The words repeating
My fault, my fault, my fault.
Or to continue to the end of the very life
Perhaps not worth living.

Kay (3-2003)

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