LOVE
My thoughts were full of doubts swirling all around.
I had to get away from her to feel my feet on solid ground.
The atmosphere was electric, we both felt it, but for me it was hell.
At any given moment there could have been a glass splintering yell.
The excitement was overwhelming. More than once I had almost lost my grip.
I was clinging to a precipice with my feet about to slip.
The air had become oppressive. My breathing was being cut short.
There had to be an end to this. One of us had to call a halt.
As with all things, time had run its distance, a bell was tolling for an end.
What once was just a dream, was now anything but pretend.
I was used to giving pleasure, for others to have enjoyed.
But the person who was here now acted as though they wanted life to be destroyed.
We could not live this way together, I knew I would want something new,
There was no need for forgiveness, as we both knew that was true.
My mind ached as much as yours did. I could hear your melodic cries.
Was it just for our mutual pleasure, or was I papering over the lies?
I fear I may forget the story as the script is becoming blurred,
The end is fast approaching as my words are being misheard.
I fear one of us must admit to it, but who will confess first?
Love was the name that was remembered, but love cannot be rehearsed.
A life had been lived full of meaning with a promise never to break,
But promises that are easily given are easy to forsake.
If trust is the first to be abandoned then honour can never defend,
The story that should have been written was never meant this way to end.
The End
About Daniel Kemp
At the age of seventy-six, Daniel Kemp has started his second year of studying the science of Psychology at the Open University. He is a member of The Society of Authors and also a bestselling writer. However, in early September 2025, he was diagnosed with cancer. He is now in palliative care at home, being looked after by his ex-wife. When he was writing his novels, he enjoyed writing stories that appealed to those who liked challenging themselves to solve mysteries that were set out before their eyes, but they couldn't.
His introduction to the world of espionage and mystery happened at an early age when his father was employed by the War Office in Whitehall, London, at the end of WWII. However, it wasn’t until after his father died that he showed any interest in anything other than himself!
On leaving academia he took on many roles in his working life: a London police officer, mini-cab business owner, pub tenant and licensed London taxi driver, but never did he plan to become a writer. Nevertheless, after a road traffic incident left him suffering from PTSD and effectively—out of paid work for four years, he wrote and self-published his first novel —The Desolate Garden.
Within three months of publication, that book was under a paid option to become a $30 million film. The option lasted for six years until distribution became an insurmountable problem for the production company.
All ten of his novels are now published by Next Chapter Publishing Company which has added an edition titled The Heirs And Descendants Collection, which holds all four books of that series, alongside an edition titled The Lies And Consequences Collection which contains all four volumes of that series.
He is the recipient of rave reviews from a prestigious Manhattan publication and described as—the new Graham Green—by a highly placed executive of Waterstones Books, for whom he did a countrywide tour of book signing events. He has also appeared on 'live' television in the UK publicising his first novel.
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Hi Danny, a compelling poem ❤️🔥
Thank you, Robbie.