Valentine’s Day Woes.

Mocked at the center of the world stage.
A pain I couldn’t fathom…
Like a wretched female abandoned in ruins,

my nakedness they mocked…

for even the fine pieces of velvet on my skin,

couldn’t hide my shame.
Sneers and jeers from Doreen, Jennifer,

Mariah, robin in unison made me dizzy…
Fading choruses of shame, guilt

and fate almost made me deaf…
I must have lost my sight for awhile as

he traded kisses with a female creature

that should have been me.

Once upon a time, we rocked

the masquerade on Valentine’s day.
Flowers and chocolates, we shared
Dined on the loft, red wine and dinner.
He showed me the world in beautiful colors,

and I lay at his feet.
He became my own, and I his
For a while, at least I thought…
Now, these grays are the price

of betrayal and humiliation.

Without a thing to lose,
This pain I must shed
Without him, I’m nothing.
Without his love, I’ve lost everything.

Fate has mocked me…
The lines of battle were drawn and I was foolish…
I should have noticed, Veronica`s smirk face
I should have listened to Diana’s suspicion
I should Have taken the gossip at the

beauty shop seriously as Claire shamelessly talked
Or the texts on his phone from his sister, Marianna
Wait, the female he often visited over

the weekends claiming that she had cancer.

At the orchestra, he played a fine piece

and everyone applauded with delight.
The show is over now, the curtains have been drawn

and now I make my final exit.
It’s the close of midnight and I’m at the edge
To one final glance at a life of turmoil
Streaks of pain and regret…
I caress the pain of St Valentine

for a loss he commiserates with.

To the next step.
Hush, one foot down…
Forward…
Hesitations
Scared…
But I must…

If I can’t have him,
I can’t live.

Till then

Then

Then

don’t stop me!

Let me fall.

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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