Poem of the Pessimistic Broken Hearts

One of my few rhyming ones

 

 

Torn inside by lovers past

Hearts we had now empty casts

Alone we try to lift our chin

But in the end will we win?

Time will tell our destinies

Right now our thoughs are forgeries

We long still for that gentle touch

A hand to hold, our needed crutch

Alone we see ourselves from now

Until the end of time somehow

We miss the way that she would sigh

When next to us her body lie

We lost it all to thought and pride

Things we want to not abide

Time will pass and she will see

That We are still in misery

But love is lost inside her soul

Our thoughts of us a useless goal

We think her love will ne'er be mine

Romance is not a steady line

We'll try and try and try again

But gates to her heart are ten times ten

We can only dream of her

As frakincense and gold and myrrh

We want her back inside our arms

But we have used all our charms

Out of love she fell from me

Her thoughts are our curiosity

We sit and type our words from air

Wishing for our next affair

But eyes of hers said otherwise

While on our knees we let out cries

There is no end to suffering

Love they say is a fickle thing

We gave our heart for her to keep

Now we want to drown in deep

We'll never be the same you know

We're supposed to let it go

We gave our time in fact our year

And now we live in daily fear

Alone again we find ourselves

Dusty broken on the shelves

Tossed aside we're broken toys

We were men now we are boys

 

  

 

 

Author's Note

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