Wasted Love

Waste Of Love

You feel like you want to hit something

Your fist clenches and all you see is red

You've punched the wall so many times

You cant even count the number times they've bled

You clawing at your face

Desperate to get her picture out your head

The sight of her used to make you happy

Now it feels mace in your face

Sweet kiss leaves nothing but sour aftertaste

The meadow of love

Is now just a field of waste.

Bongani Armstrong Mhlangu

Reviews

[Dhaye]

Love is wasted if it is not shared
Love is wasted if it is equaled with dishonesty
Maybe in some things, you're right...

[Forever Hidden]

Amazing. The emotion on here is really strong.

[afra]

this is so true ... i love it ...well done

[melissa's heart]

good job

[Lisa Ring]

Nicely written. I think you make have omitted a word or two, inadvertently. I understand your sentiment but I think there is another perspective that merits consideration. Love is never a waste. Even when it ends badly, you did have moments of joy...sometimes the moments are all we have.

[Coyote Poetry]

Wasted love leave you empty and pissed off. A powerful poem told with a honest and direct pen. I like the strong ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote