Forgive Me Dear...a poem

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Forgive Me Dear

By Tony DeLorger © 2014


In consequence of my past regrets

I apologise unconditionally,

and humbly ask your pardon Mam,

for my conscience considered meticulously.


For all that has impacted upon you,

and for all that struck you badly,

all I can say is excuse me dear,

and recede from your presence sadly.


It was not your drinking, the drugs or temper,

that helped me define your personality,

more the beatings you exacted upon myself,

that allowed me to see more clearly.


You malicious attacks and poisoned meals,

just gave me indigestion,

when all you wanted was to end my life,

and I just got cross, ill-tempered.


Was not those fights that tore up rooms,

and bruised my male ego,

more the knife wounds and the stitches given,

my tolerance down to zero.


Forgive me dear for I have sinned,

and stood in the way of your fist,

it was all an accident you see sweet thing,

simply leaning in for a kiss.


But I guess that you have thought otherwise,

and alternate plans you've made,

before that bullet pieces my breaking heart,

perhaps an offering or a trade.


Let me live and all is yours,

take the cat, the dog and the money,

just let me hold on to a little pride,

in surviving all and sundry.


She lowered the gun and looked at me,

with a hateful look of disdain,

and an itchy trigger finger,

imagining my splattered brain.


But in the end my acknowledgement of wrong,

was enough to set her free,

to seek another to abuse and humiliate,

at least it wouldn't be me.


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Tony DeLorger 2 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Glad you appreciated it MsDora. Thanks for dropping by and commenting.


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MsDora 2 years ago from The Caribbean

Like your subtleties, like in the last verse where you set her free to imprison someone else.


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Tony DeLorger 2 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks Kamal, glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for dropping by and for your comment.

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