Love, If No Shame

To love, but not have that love returned
to feel the heat, yet not get burned
is to see her eyes and never say
that hers is the light that starts my day.

She does not know, as she does not hear
the words of silent scream beside her ear
that carry all the words of love
but never meet the beauty of my dove.

Soon she shall have another in her heart
a man whose life it is to steal my part
a part hidden behind my only shame
as with all her beauty, I know not her name.

Reviews

[cest la vie]

Woeful write... The feelings of upcoming replacement..Very good structure, nice and tight
Nicely done again my Brit Poet!!

[The Perfectionist]

Finally, someone that isn't a fourteen year-old girl. There are so very many of those on this site. This one is short, but says a lot in its twelve lines. Your structure and rhythm are very good, and it's a powerful work. My one criticism would be the lack of immersion; it feels like I'm outside looking in at the author, rather than beside him (or better still, one with him). That may just be the nature of the beast, however, as immersion is difficult with something this short. Well done regardless.