unrequited

A Poem by john

A poem of love and loss

Shallow thoughts of love pollute my mind
seeing lovers embrace vivacious attitudes
that I cannot possibly share.

For I am alone in my palace of thought
and cold so cold and gelid squally wind blows
as my mind vacillates like a branch in an algid winter.

And just like that branch I am blown aside for someone better
not as cold as me.

My emotions are surreptitious to myself for I cannot fully express
in words what I feel. The pessimist in me has his ship going towards shore
and never looking for a new land.

I think to myself will I have have that ward lush feeling
that was not very long ago but still seems so bygone of an era for me.