Got a phone call
that was all.
The voice told me to, "Stand real tall--
cause he isn't worth the trouble,
didn't need to be with Barney Rubble."
Yeah, I was going to get this right,
I would state my truth and avoid a fight--
would rest easy and sleep tonight.
Some men think they are real big,
got women with holes to dig.
Found a way to solve my issue,
for one, I stopped grabbing tissue.
You see, sometimes we think we know
and sometimes we love for show,
but disrespect comes with a blow.
No time to be with The One
a heart he had once won.
More concerned about dollars and cents
and who or what he represents.
Looked around for all the signs
and realized I was behind the times.
Kept waiting for something good,
"I wish, I wish, he would..."
Then changed my mind,
a future I had to find.
Nicholl McGuire
Original love poetry by blogger Nicholl McGuire featuring romance, relationships, emotions, inspiration, faith, healing, and reflection blog posts.
Showing posts with label relationship signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationship signs. Show all posts
Married
Married with children
married without children
seeking someone single...
What sense does that make?
When one made the mistake
of a past they didn't want
of a past that was a fake.
Big cars, big houses
big bank accounts
married.
Long walks, long talks
long letters
married.
Photos tell it all
a past worth living
but run to the one
a future worth giving.
Married.
What does that really mean?
I'm yours, your mine
together we dine
bedtime at nine?
Married.
Free to do what
free to live what
where to go but...
we want this
we fight for this
we will kill someone because of it
Married.
Connected, reconnected
disrespected, fix it and forget it
show off a ring, pick a song to sing
argue, fuss, fight, release,
wash off, kiss goodbye
everyday try
Married.
Nicholl McGuire
married without children
seeking someone single...
What sense does that make?
When one made the mistake
of a past they didn't want
of a past that was a fake.
Big cars, big houses
big bank accounts
married.
Long walks, long talks
long letters
married.
Photos tell it all
a past worth living
but run to the one
a future worth giving.
Married.
What does that really mean?
I'm yours, your mine
together we dine
bedtime at nine?
Married.
Free to do what
free to live what
where to go but...
we want this
we fight for this
we will kill someone because of it
Married.
Connected, reconnected
disrespected, fix it and forget it
show off a ring, pick a song to sing
argue, fuss, fight, release,
wash off, kiss goodbye
everyday try
Married.
Nicholl McGuire
Temporal Feelings for a Temporal Relationship
Like a raging inferno the heat
centered itself upon my frigid heart.
An unseen fire burned my abusive past, hidden anger, and bitter emotions.
I was instantly hypnotized, engulfed by his beauty.
He demolished my memories of the one before him -- instantly!
My thoughts crowded out by his presence.
My body shook for his touch.
My mind envisioned our future.
I could see nothing to the left or right of me
only the angel that stood five feet in front of me.
A bright light welcomed me, said "come quickly for it won't be long..."
I couldn't move forward my feet plastered to the floor.
I cried, struggled, prayed if only I could meet him halfway!
As I moved in his direction,
fear began to strangle me
I fought its grasp
walked toward the one, my one!
His light beckoned me, but I could not go on,
for what would happen next startled me!
Behind him stood a dark shadow half man half beast!
A dark angel
created to take my life!
What happened to the rush of emotions that uplifted me, blinded me?
They were no more!
His light a mirage of an imagination run wild.
I saw what I wanted to see at first glance...
what I thought was love at first sight.
How many victims had this beast claimed before me?
Images of wounded, naked women, peeked from behind his shadow
tears streaming from blackened eyes!
They fought to be seen from behind his dark shadow.
A black cloak covered them, they disappeared behind the veil.
He retreated when I resisted.
Spoke scriptures to him of God's love.
How could a dark angel that brightened my life for but a moment?
As quick as I fell in love with him, I hated him.
A wolf in sheeps clothing.
I vowed I would warn others.
He promised he would return.
Temporal feelings for a temporal relationship.
Written by Nicholl McGuire, for other writings by this author visit, www.associatedcontent.com/nichollmcguire
centered itself upon my frigid heart.
An unseen fire burned my abusive past, hidden anger, and bitter emotions.
I was instantly hypnotized, engulfed by his beauty.
He demolished my memories of the one before him -- instantly!
My thoughts crowded out by his presence.
My body shook for his touch.
My mind envisioned our future.
I could see nothing to the left or right of me
only the angel that stood five feet in front of me.
A bright light welcomed me, said "come quickly for it won't be long..."
I couldn't move forward my feet plastered to the floor.
I cried, struggled, prayed if only I could meet him halfway!
As I moved in his direction,
fear began to strangle me
I fought its grasp
walked toward the one, my one!
His light beckoned me, but I could not go on,
for what would happen next startled me!
Behind him stood a dark shadow half man half beast!
A dark angel
created to take my life!
What happened to the rush of emotions that uplifted me, blinded me?
They were no more!
His light a mirage of an imagination run wild.
I saw what I wanted to see at first glance...
what I thought was love at first sight.
How many victims had this beast claimed before me?
Images of wounded, naked women, peeked from behind his shadow
tears streaming from blackened eyes!
They fought to be seen from behind his dark shadow.
A black cloak covered them, they disappeared behind the veil.
He retreated when I resisted.
Spoke scriptures to him of God's love.
How could a dark angel that brightened my life for but a moment?
As quick as I fell in love with him, I hated him.
A wolf in sheeps clothing.
I vowed I would warn others.
He promised he would return.
Temporal feelings for a temporal relationship.
Written by Nicholl McGuire, for other writings by this author visit, www.associatedcontent.com/nichollmcguire
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