Predator and Prey

I don't feel much love thrown my way.

It's less and less, day by day. 

But what could I say?

It always rains until the end of May. 

The droplets of rain are foggy and gray,

Showing exactly what my feelings portray

Whipping in the wind, the smell of decay,

Filling my soul with a sense of dismay. 

It's the decay of love I sense today,

I feel like I'm just a liquid crystal display. 

I feel myself slipping away,

You're the predator and I'm the prey. 

Reviews

[David Scott]

Your expression is artfully delivered and playfully penned in a sing song rhyme of poetic resolution. I would consider removing the word "that" in your second stanza... It is not needed there.

Now, to the philosophy of your penning: You lament love is not thrown your way... Tis true of life, we seldom receive what we are unprepared to claim as our reality. You and I can create love within our own being and share it... In so doing, we will, by default, be caught in the shower of love the experience releases.

Yet, I too have lamented the absence of others giving their love to me. I understand this feeling you captured so well.

On the topic of predator and prey: human relationships are ever evolving. The nature if those interactions are complex and seldom defined subjectively. We can choose to be someone's prey or we can take their power away from them. It is a common theme in victim recovery. We can all re-label our existence as an apex creature.

Personally, I loved your poem. I loved the honesty and the pain. I have felt this way myself and your words touched me. I would offer you a word of loving comfort as a fellow poet and friend as well. Even if thistles is a fictional cry into the void, I cannot hear such sorrows without answering with a voice of love and comfort. As such, your poem has such power to call kindness and love from a strangers heart.

Be well and keep penning poetry!

Thank you for the review, it is much appreciated. Thank you for the suggestion of taking out the "that" in the second stanza, I didn't catch that flaw until you mentioned it. I shall take it out.

As for the purpose of the poem, it was written to express the way I feel in my current relationship. I feel like it's one sided. I give him my all, and he gives me less and less love everyday. I mean, of course, I shouldn't expect it to last very long, and I can't force him to feel the same way about me and I feel for him, but I've sacrificed so much for him. I almost tore apart my sanity for him.

But I guess if it's not meant to be, than it won't be.

So this poem was my way of releasing how hurt I feel upon his absence of love.

Again, thank you for the review.

[David Scott]

Then you know you deserve better...
Best wishes. Never settle for less than you are willing to give.