When hopeful fires can’t warm you up
And caring seems a long dead art;
When one harsh word cuts through your heart
And nothing fills your broken cup,
I will not speak of how you’re loved.
I’ll never claim to understand
Or how there is a bigger plan.
Won’t tell you things you cannot hear,
But give you my two listening ears
With tender heart and open hands.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 90 (ART) in the B rhyme line.

Hectic lives injure
Gullible in different ways
Struggling to survive
Treat yourself and all others
With the kindness you long for

Three Things Challenge #832

Play your own hand
Don’t envy someone else’s deal
Maybe it’s a farse

Three Things Challenge #831

You acted like you were my friend;
I shared my deepest mind and heart.
You took it all and tore apart
With hate I cannot comprehend.
So when I say this is the end,
You’ll shove my feelings on a shelf
Instead of looking at yourself…
Until one day you’re lonesome blue
And no one is a friend to you.
You dug your grave without their help!

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 89 (FRIEND) in the A rhyme line.