Waiting at the train station with no shoes.
I felt I had reason to sing the blues.
A story as wild and crazy as this,
makes me want to give you my fists
You looked me in the eye, said I was the only one.
I believed every word, when all was said and done.
How could I know, you are less than a male whore
I was not prepared for what was in store.
The phone rang on Tuesday afternoon,
A voice said, sorry we’ll be foreclosing soon..
Shocked and afraid, I found myself in denial.
No matter……, soon I would go to trial
The phone rang on Wednesday morning.
My bank manager issued a warning.
You’re in the red, how I wished I was dead.
I was a fool for loving you.
Blind by good looks and sweet talk too.
Now here I sit all alone,
Why, I do believe they just cut off my phone.
How could I not see the light
Everyone says it shone so bright.
My home, money, you took from me.
Worst of all, you stole my dignity.
Written by: Oct.28/06
It's very difficult to judge a person from afar and betraying is the worst sin a man makes in his lifetime. The betrayer really is an actor in this life-drama and you should be very careful in dealing with an actor. Well versed poem Melvina.
'Sweet talk and good looks' can blind almost anyone. Excellent write, Melvina... a real heart breaker. Brian
SOMETIMES GOOD LOOKS IS ALL YOU GET, EVEN THOUGH YOU DESERVE ALL THE BEST OF WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT...GUESS THATS WHERE THAT OLE SAYIN' THAT STILL GOES ROUND TODAY, CAME FROM'BEAUTY 'S ONLY SKIN DEEP'...'TWAS A 'ELL OF A TEMPTATIONS HIT BACK IN 1964..., LOVED TH' MOTOWN SOUND...GREW UP ON IT & STILL CRAVE IT ON CD......GREAT WORK, MELVINA.....STRAIGHT FROM TH' HEART ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''{ F j R }.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some people are just no good...users who in the end get very lonely...your poem upsets me..no one should have to experience this..Pia