The Weight of Lies, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Weight of Lies

I understand when looking in her eyes
The misery of her internal pain
A dreadful weight on my heart as she cries

Her grieving heart aches with every sunrise
Through her wakened day drags an endless chain
I understand when looking in her eyes

Each link equal to one of many lies
On her troubled heart they’ve placed such a strain
A dreadful weight on my heart as she cries

Can’t forget no matter how hard she tries
Memories so difficult to refrain
I understand when looking in her eyes

It comes to me without any surprise
That such a person from love should abstain
A dreadful weight on my heart as she cries

It was my lies which caused our goodbyes
For my pathetic self I hold disdain
I understand when looking in her eyes
A dreadful weight on my heart as she cries

Anguish to Overcome, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Anguish to Overcome

Years of solid misery has expired,
Not giving final wish that was desired.
My many thoughts continued to be mired,
Crashing in my mind from being cross fired.

Nightmares into my mind insist to creep,
Denying me of beneficial sleep.
Resulting in times of chaotic weep,
Killing any creative thought may reap.

There is a feeling that keeps me going,
Everyday so eager to be sowing.
Into every heart that I am touching,
Is my love that is constantly flowing.

This unceasing love in its total sum,
Provides the strength, anguish to overcome.

Blossom of Pain, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Blossom of PainBlossom of Pain, Edvard Munch (1898)

Blossom of Pain

When I die
I continue to live

My painful body
Placed in the ground
To return to dust
Whence I came
I become food
The food for new life

Return to where I lay
Pick the blossom
Each blossom is penance
To rid me of my pain

Place it to your lips
I will kiss you

Dagny and Edvard, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Dagny and EdvardDagny Juel Przybyszewska, Edvard Munch (1893)

Dagny and Edvard

Ever so softly on that purple night,
At the end of the most perfect rainbow.
Her smile provided all the needed light,
For him to see a face of long ago.

Seems like forever that she shared his bed,
But not long since the last time in his mind.
Noting the last words she hauntingly said,
Since that darkened daunting day he has pined.

His brush has actively pursued her face,
A statement that he continued to care,
Yet she would not again be in his grace.
His heavy heart no longer could she snare.

She stands so still at the reach of his hand,
As would a model not moving her head.
He touched her glowing face which fell as sand.
The day is here. The day he knew he’d dread!

 

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Dagny Juel had a spirit she could not control. Her life ended way to early.  Just four days before her thirty-fourth birthday she was shot and killed by her crazed last lover.

Dagny Photo

Love and Pain, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Love and PainLove and Pain, Edvard Munch (1895)

Love and Pain

The love I feel is causing me much pain
Thinking of you renders me deathly weak
Confusion of mind unable to speak
An ache of heart unable to contain
Such a desire unable to restrain
These dreaded ailments make my future bleak
What unknown treatment must I quickly seek
For I’m on the verge of being insane

There is no promise love to be a joy
Giving your heart means it’s no longer yours
And your thoughts never to be rational
Nor a sure quick-fix that you may deploy
To erase the worst of love’s aching sores
You’re doomed as resisting love is futile