Daily Archives: April 7, 2016
Where Am I?
Sweet Potato Tex Mex Skillet – Shugary Sweets
This Sweet Potato Tex Mex Skillet is an easy, weeknight meal idea! Perfect vegetarian dish for Meatless Mondays! Be sure to sign up for my email…new recipes in your inbox! CLICK HERE TO PIN IT FOR LATER I always thought dinner with 4 toddlers was hard. Life was busy back then, when my kids were little, but […]
Brookie Cookies – Shugary Sweets
If you can’t choose between Chocolate Chip Cookies and Brownies, these Brookie Cookies are the answer! Soft baked brownie cookies with the perfect texture and flavor! Be sure to sign up for my email…new recipes in your inbox! CLICK HERE TO PIN IT FOR LATER One of my favorite recipes here on Shugary Sweets is this Brookie […]
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Fatal Love
In a corner, you could make out the shadow of a form. A blackness with no heart remaining. Blood remains stirring from where an arrow missed its mark.
This is what painful and broken love does to a soul. It breaks it down, leaving it lifeless, thoughts of worthlessness enter, drooling in a pool around the feet.
How is it that an organ that divides a body from life or death become so involved with a feeling? Is it not true, that pure joy or devastation, or painful words, or broken arguments can cause a deeper feeling than any other thing a person can experience?
Words of comfort, a pat on the back, a sincere hug, seems to make no difference at that moment. All a person wants to do is hide and perhaps die. A sense of loneliness overtakes and if not nurtured correctly can cause a fatal death.
When this happens to one you know; don’t drift away from fear of not knowing what to say. Go to them, make the words escape your lips. Give the comfort. Be the first one to make the move. Don’t wait, you never know if you may save a life.
My Poetry
You were once the man upon the horse
Riding through the middle of my life
Reaching out the lasso
Saving me from my death.
I thought love was forever
A marriage vow implanted
Unknown to my pure thoughts
That another could turn your head.
I see now many months later
You were burnt beyond belief
The taste of sour wine embedded
The look of hurt within your eyes.
Now you wonder what I am doing
Who my thoughts are of at night
You ask if there’s a place for me
Could you make amends.
Pain that runneth deep
Trust that has been broken
Layers broke and rusty bricks
No words can heal the hurt..
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
My Poetry
Lines going nowhere
Quotes left unsaid
A kiss remains untouched
Memories of what once
Fresh within the mind
A look of yesterday
A smile once recognized
A touch with vibrations
Lingers within the soul
The sun goes down
Darkness over rules
Two faces in mirrors
Familiarity does remain.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd