Taming This Tyke's Voice Since 2007

Confessions Of A Broken Heart

This is the piece that links me to my past, tells something of my present and takes a glimpse of my pages ahead.

Nights then were longer

Hours marched like in a procession,

But time would pass unnoticed ~

Mornings in quiet haze.

.

The phone ceased to ring like my heart

That stopped its musical beating.

It echoed only our fadingsong,

That we set on a silent mode

Signaling our lost affection.

.

The daylight’s “ticket pass” to my room

I nullified for awhile.

I hanged blue curtains

And smothered the hours with tears.

I colored the canvas with sadness,

Filled my journal with words

Formed from my bleeding heart.

 

 

 

I tried to erase you in my life,

Attempted to rip the pages

Where you’re in them.

But that would mean me tearing everything!

 

The covers are naught if there’s nothing in there,

Like my life without you.

.

Leafing through the yellowed pages

That kept the memories

And concealed my pains,

I finally found the courage

To hear the confessions

Of my broken heart ~

 

 

I changed the curtains back to colors.

The sunshine’s “ticket pass” to my room,

Are welcomed once more.

I found the beauty in watching

The slow procession of time

Passing by my window.

 

 

At night, I light a lamp

So even in agony,

The little spark of my thoughts of you

 

Would cast aside the over powering shadows

As I read my life’s pages back

To the times

When you were still with me.

The tears I stained  my journals 

Were not in vain.

The great joy in loving

And the pain of losing you

Created such lovely contrasts

Of conspicuous colors

Splashed in my once dull canvas.

And then I realized:

My life

Is not at all

Empty.

 

~ Jeques
 

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8 responses

  1. no life is ever empty my friend 🙂

    PM00000040000004831 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm08

  2. jeques

    True. There are just some things, or people, or situations at one point in life that make us feel that way. I know; I had.

    I wish you well ~ Jeques

    PM00000070000003231 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm08

  3. micmic

    hi jeques!
    its not easy…. i hope i can totally mend my broken heart. knowing that he’s happy with his wife nad daughter right now…i should be happy also and face my own life…happy hearts day jeques…keep in touch!

    – micmic

    AM00000040000003129 10, 2007 at 12:00 am02

  4. Thanks Micmic,

    I understand what you’re going through. I know it is hard, but as I’ve said, this, too, will pass. Carry on.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    PM00000030000001629 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm02

  5. Your words touch my heart, thanks for sharing.

    AM00000050000000629 10, 2007 at 12:00 am02

  6. abbiejoice,

    Thank you for gracing my web nook with your visit and for adding colors to my corner with your words.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    AM000000120000004229 10, 2007 at 12:00 am02

  7. jeques, the beauty of this poem were revealed in its honesty. it is not sad at all, since there is self-discovery of somrthing greater that transcends all other sadness of the heart. an amazing piece with a feeling of acceptance in the end.

    PM00000050000005630 10, 2007 at 12:00 pm09

  8. Marvin,

    There’s no regrets, only lessons learned. We become who we are out of the little pieces put together by life experiences as we go on with life. We don’t have the freedom to create our stories perfectly but we could always work on making happy endings. What matters more, after everything are said and done, is that we are enriched by all the experiences that build us to become God’s imperfect yet beautiful creations.

    I wish you well.

    ~ Jeques

    AM000000120000000630 10, 2007 at 12:00 am09

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