TAKOTSUBO SYNDROME

 

In the night a thought came to me,

   As moon shadows fell upon a hill,

The sadness in my heart I didn’t see,

And her spirit won’t let me be,

   Like the bedsheets that lie still –

 

Then I reached across an empty bed,

   And then, tears fell upon my pillow!

O God the memories in my head,

   When we made love under the willow

While the stars shone and spread

   Their colors were blue and yellow.

 

I’m here! I know you’re coming to see

   All my sadness – my broken will,

And to look at this brokenness in me!

   “Dear God! Her spirit,” Let me be,

O dear heart be still, please be still!

 

Thomas Theophilus© October 1, 2025

LOVE SICKNESS

Is love blind?

This is what I’ve always been told!

I’m thinking it must be true

Just think of all the lovers I know!

 

Is love blind?

Thinking of the times my heart cried,

And no one seemed to care

If I lived or died!

 

Is love blind?

When heartaches come my way

This leaves too much sadness

That never seems to go away!

 

Yes, love is blind!

This endless passion hiding in me,

So, please tell me

Will this love sickness ever let me be?

 

Thomas Theophilus© September 28, 2025

I’M FOOLING MYSELF

 

The fact that I love you – no surprise,

But this heart sobs and cries –

I sit alone and wait for your call,

But they say, “pride goth before the fall!”

I look out my window hoping you’ll drive by,

But I’m fooling myself and I don’t know why!

So sad, my day is turning into night,

And I know you are nowhere in sight –

Am I just telling myself a lie?

As I watch the morning dew dry . . .

In this sadness it’s hard to take breath,

This must be harder than death!

The fact that I love you – no surprise,

But this heart still sobs and cries!

 

Thomas Theophilus© September 18, 2025

 

HELL CAME CALLING

  

When truth looks like a lie,

When the dark clouds pass on by,

The cold earth beneath me lies,

And in silence I heard your cries!

(Hell came calling today!)

So much evil – that’s no surprise,

Then my soul weeps and sighs,

As we all must absorb it all, then

I heard whispers of God’s call,

And we wait, then time goes on by

Hoping a good man doesn’t die!

 

Twenty-four seven – day and night,

We know that something isn’t right!

The left-wing liberals spread lies

While a grieving family cries –

Twenty-four seven – night and day,

Tragedy, there’s nothing more to say!

 

The wind twirls among the flowers,

As arrogant men sits in their towers,

From the sadness we can’t breathe,

And it’s in God we must believe –

(Hell came calling today!)

A life taken, but God has the last say!

 

Thomas Theophilus© September 11, 2025

In Honor of:

                Charles James Kirk

             10/14/1993 - 9/10/2025

 

FACES OF EVIL

 

Monday’s face was the same as we started our pace,

Tuesday’s face is when terror rang with total disgrace,

Wednesday’s face humiliated us with sorrow and woe,

Thursday’s face gave us hope as we waited to know,

Friday’s face showed despair as we wept with fear,

Saturday’s face displayed our nation’s eagle with a tear,

And our faces were humbly bowed before God on Sunday

To give us understanding for the evil that came our way.

 

© September 11, 2001

THAT HURTS ME

 

Things that leave me blue,

Like an old love I once knew!

 

We did fit like a glove,

Like rosebuds on the ground

 

But I was not sure it was love

Because it once let me down

 

Like a heart filled with pride

Causes two hearts to collide,

 

You see love is a test

With all the games we play,

 

Then the heart finds little rest

When troubles fill the day!

 

I wish I could go back

Maybe I’d not be so slack

 

Then I’ll wait until

The urge has gone away

 

But this void I can’t fill

And loneliness will stay

 

My heart always knew

That love was about you!

 

But it’s only me to blame

For my eyes couldn’t see

 

That your heart was in pain

And that truly hurts me!

 

Thomas Theophilus© September 7, 2025

 

I’M FISHING

 

When I mature out

   I plan to go fishing –

Sitting on the bank all day,

   And do a lot of wishing!

 

Maybe I will camp out,

   And pitch a little tent –

Build a fire to stay warm,

   And smell nature’s scent!

 

There's something about

   The smell of fish frying –

And just being alone

   I need it – I’m not lying!

 

When I mature out

   I’m fishing – no doubt!

 

Thomas Theophilus© September 8, 2025