He broke her heart

She's fifteen years old, and experienced love,
she's been hurt more than she can count,
and been disgraced.

Shes been teased, made fun of, and called every name,
she's old enough to know, its never a game.
She fell in love with a man four years her age,
she feel so deeply, so pathetically, and he made her pay.

He took her heart and broke it,
he took her soul and shattered it,
he took her smile and bent it,
He took her laugh and made it vanish.

She no longer smiles, no longer laughs,
just sits in the corner, thinking about the past,
to when she could just sing and dance,
when she had a full heart, and a soul to match.

But now all she can do is cry and cut,
watch as her blood drops to the floor,
See her vision start to fade,
As she whispers his name.

Laying upon the floor, knife from her hand, now
lay by the door,
she lays there, for a second or more,
and remembers life when he was there,
before he left her, for another.

"Honey, I'm home!" he'd call,
and she'd run to him, laughing so hard,
"Baby, I missed you!" she'd kiss him,
and he'd return her kiss and he hugged her,
so tight, so close, always closer
than before.

Now her eyes are bright,
bright with memories,
seeing herself fight with her parents,
seeing herself fight with her lover,
seeing herself doing things she shouldn't have,
oh she has so much to regret,
and no way to make it up.

Suddenly, her eyes go dull,
as her body begins to go cold,
her eyes are now, slowly starting to close,
as her blood runs on the floor.

On her gravestone, it read:
Here lays Elizabeth, with heart of gold,
she loved everyone, man and animal.
But to one man, her heart she gave,
and he hurt her so badly, shes in the grave.
Let the angel who lies here, rest in peace,
Because no one deserves it more than she,
the dear.

- Misty-Day Elizabeth

Three Mothers

That day, two people died.
No she was alone in the car.
(Thank God for that, some said)
But a tiny life vaporized
Far, far away.
Sniffles, tears, mourns, sighs,
Man in the hall
Baby in the bedroom.
The maid rocks and strokes,
The baby knows better.
“Oh, she’s dead! The love of my life!
Twenty years I have loved her! Twenty!”

A week later, she moved in.
Prettier than the first, the baby thought.
Reds, pinks, oranges flutter about
A touch of lipstick, a dab of rouge
We have a party to attend, after all,
(There’s always a party)
And you’re not invited!
Wails go unheeded
Feminine tantrums pampered.
Diapers everywhere
What’s the maid for, after all?
All alone at night?
You know I’m scared of the dark.
What happened to the occasional cuddles?
The tickles, the giggles, the tucking in?
A separate room?
Privacy?
(What’s that?)
Whims are adored,
Milk bottles ignored
(It was only an inch away)
The maid’s here overtime
At least she smiles
I thought he liked me…
I could be wrong.
He seems happier
But I miss the first smiles,
The first park totters
The first family videos-the laughs, the love
I want to be a part,
The toys are cute,
They’re still not you.

Arguments erupt,
Fights pick up,
He screams, she screams,
There’s banging and clanging.
There’s more fluttering-scarves, skirts, photo-frames,
A swish of black, a begging follower
The door slams
Cries, screams, pleadings
(No! No! Don’t go!)

He bursts in
(It’s nice to see him again)
It’s all because of you!
You won’t stop crying, wailing.
Why don’t you shut up?
See what you’ve done!
Now another’s gone.
Guilty hugs, fake apologies ensue,
Reminiscences of old.
(Where were you all this time?)

The maid was early
(The baby glad)
But she stood perplexed in the hall
Don’t leave me, too!
She blushes and tugs at her plait
Man smiles
(Relieved)
She trots into my room
And my six month old hazels
Beheld my third mother.

- Suchaita Tenneti

Broken Man

When a man looks into your eyes and smiles,
it means hes laughing inside at himself.

When a man holds your hand,
it means hes let go of everything else in life.

When a man holds you close,
it means hes hurting inside.

When a man doesnt talk over you,
it means he loves your voice.

When a man says your name,
It means hes forgotten his own.

When a man is shy around you,
he wants to say your beautiful.

But most of all When a man says he cares you,
it means he needs nothing in life, but you.

- Haroon Mahmood

Everyone Needs Dad

I didn't ask to be brought here
I didn't ask for you
I was created from a love
Between my mommy and you.

Now here I sit with her
Just me and mommy you see
And where, oh where are you
Where could you be?

Not that it really matters now
I have my mommys love
You see, I feel her presence
And her love from up above.

No one needs a sperm donor
Everyone needs a daddy
I am guaranteed to find one
He'll be the best I've ever had.

Someone to kiss my boo boos
And wipe my little tears
Someone who will give me hugs
And sing away my fears.

Someone who wants to love me
To live everyday for me
To long to hear those little words
"I love you, daddy."

Now, I know this isn't you
I don't know where you are
But just to let you know
One day I will have my shining star.

A man who will love me regardless
Who's not like you and ran
I will be proud to call him daddy
Because he can take it like a man.

- C. Crutchley