more to gain.
When we first met,
You wound soft ribbons around my soul,
A tenderness to catch my fall,
As the years went by,
The ribbons hardened to chains,
I couldn't move at all,
As the heaviest weight bound my skin,
My soul darkened within,
Tears of fears were cried,
Not one wiped,
Nor dried,
Dwelling in a puddle,
By my side,
As more years went by,
the waters drained,
Upon the chains ,
rusty stains,
No ear to here my cry,
I was weakened,
but so were they,
Within one endless fight,
A powerful energy one night,
Caused the chains to break,
I could not believe the time,
You did take,
A love so horrible,
So fake,
You caused my heart to ache,
With all that sadness pent up so long,
Infuriating ,
My soul had grew strong,
Strength enough to fight,
Break free from those chains,
My soul was free to wonder ,
No more painful ache,
Never held captive again,
Escaped the darkness,
No more pain,
Nothing left to loose,
But a whole lot more to gain.
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Nardine, very powerful stuff here,.....I am so glad to see the positive ending.......the strength of character that your reader (me) was hoping to find..........well written...........VERY strong write my friend......tony xx
Thank you sweet Tony, of course there's a happy ending babe, wouldn't let ya down, or myself for that matter, love you sweetheart, nardine, thank you for your never ending support as always my very first Cosmo friend xoxo
My pleasure Nardine, you were my first friend here, you never forget your friends.....smiles....tony xx
I've been a bad friend, stuck in my own little world writing away, I'll never forget you Tony Taylor, but I'd better catch up on your awesome work later tonight, your in mass production, i can't keep up xoxo love you number one xx
What do you think? It is so simple.."No more pain, Nothing left to loose, But a whole lot move to gain."..smile please....with love,..xx Ravindra Kumar xx
Dearest ravindra Kumar, please don't make thoughtless comments anymore on my work, HOW do you know if I'm smiling or not, it is my writing, could be past could be present, but regardless they Are feelings felt at some stage, with kindness, and love to you nardine xoxo
O.K...its your personal matter depend up to you, sometimes color of the spectacle's glass creates a lot of confusion to understand reality of the sight...GOOD LUCK,..love..xx Ravindra Kumar xx
I'm not angry with you, i just don't like you speculating that i am an unhappy person, because of what i write, i am indeed a gentle lady, whom wouldn't hurt a fly , i am reasonably happy and appreciate my life, these feelings done control who i am, just wanted you to know that, thank you for understanding, love to you, also respect, nardine Sanderson xoxo