johncoyote

You can’t go back

May 29, 2015 3:30 pm

You can’t go back to

I wanted everything and I wanted nothing.

You held me so tightly. Made me feel so loved and so needed.

I was fleeing love when the flame was alive and growing.

I left you and abandoned you to descend to heartbreak and a self-made prison of sadness.

Today I remember pale white skin against my flesh and shining eyes of love.

I learn. When love dies. Love is dead. Your sadness became my sadness.

I learn the misfortune act of a foolish man learn too late.

You can’t go back to love that was forsaken and abused.

Coyote/John Castellenas

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God bless you!

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By Vikas Chandra on August 24, 2018 at 4:04 am
1. Thank you Vikas. I appreciate your kind words.
  
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  By johncoyote on August 24, 2018 at 4:50 am
  1. You are welcome!
    
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    By Vikas Chandra on August 24, 2018 at 5:56 am
I have so much admiration for you Bro..and your sharp intellect..

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By Vikas Chandra on August 24, 2018 at 4:04 am
1. You are very kind my friend. I love your work, also my friend.
  
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  By johncoyote on August 24, 2018 at 4:49 am
  1. Many Thanks for the kind words…
    
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    By Vikas Chandra on August 24, 2018 at 5:56 am
Reblogged this on vikas chandra.

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By Vikas Chandra on August 24, 2018 at 4:03 am
Reblogged this on thrillofbliss.

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By ahava on May 30, 2015 at 10:44 am
1. Thank you for the reblogged. I do appreciate.
  
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  By johncoyote on May 30, 2015 at 2:38 pm
  1. 😄 it’s a beautiful piece, couldn’t help myself ..
    
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    By ahava on May 31, 2015 at 8:51 pm
wonderful poem John:)

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By suchetana mukherjee on May 29, 2015 at 4:39 pm
1. Thank you for reading. I appreciate the comment.
  
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  By johncoyote on May 30, 2015 at 1:47 pm

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