I had a relationship with a girl who was seeing someone else. It was the sweetest pleasure because of her, and then turned into a horrible nightmare when we decided to end it because of her guilt.
I got my wish, my crazy wish, I met someone whose heart I'd touch
It didn't hit me as instantaneously as they said it would in old love poems long gone.
Unfortunately I couldn't really see, as it was another girl I had my eyes set on.
How blind I had been not to notice the chemistry that had been going on between us.
From indignation to admiration, running, kissing, hoping no one had seen us.
My heart was racing when first our lips had met.
How could it not ? I wondered not knowing what I would soon regret.
My heart was like a church bell and an angel was ringing it.
My love was a song and the one I loved was singing it.
Her name was Noor which defines light in Arabic.
My world was dark, but hearing her name did the trick.
Unfortunately, the light was not mine to keep,as someone else had lit the fire.
He loved her first, then came I, the consequences were dire.
I warmed my heart on another man's flame, but the guilt made it burn too hot.
I watched my heart as it burnt away, just sat there and I watched it rot.
The spirit of our love was doused by the cold dark waves of cruel fate.
We agree it wasn't meant to be, Hell I never took her on a date.
They called it an affair, but what's so fair about it ?
It must be the irony, I wouldn't doubt it.
And with this last line of sweet spoken word, we come to the close of my affair.
I'm back now baby, back where I belong, welcome me home sweet Queen of Despair.
Poetry by Jack R. Schade
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Written on 2009-06-27 at 14:08
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Noor'ol Hob (The Light of Love)
I had a dream, a crazy dream, to meet someone who'd care as muchI got my wish, my crazy wish, I met someone whose heart I'd touch
It didn't hit me as instantaneously as they said it would in old love poems long gone.
Unfortunately I couldn't really see, as it was another girl I had my eyes set on.
How blind I had been not to notice the chemistry that had been going on between us.
From indignation to admiration, running, kissing, hoping no one had seen us.
My heart was racing when first our lips had met.
How could it not ? I wondered not knowing what I would soon regret.
My heart was like a church bell and an angel was ringing it.
My love was a song and the one I loved was singing it.
Her name was Noor which defines light in Arabic.
My world was dark, but hearing her name did the trick.
Unfortunately, the light was not mine to keep,as someone else had lit the fire.
He loved her first, then came I, the consequences were dire.
I warmed my heart on another man's flame, but the guilt made it burn too hot.
I watched my heart as it burnt away, just sat there and I watched it rot.
The spirit of our love was doused by the cold dark waves of cruel fate.
We agree it wasn't meant to be, Hell I never took her on a date.
They called it an affair, but what's so fair about it ?
It must be the irony, I wouldn't doubt it.
And with this last line of sweet spoken word, we come to the close of my affair.
I'm back now baby, back where I belong, welcome me home sweet Queen of Despair.
Poetry by Jack R. Schade
Read 481 times
Written on 2009-06-27 at 14:08
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