Broken Hearted Fools

And what of these, these broken-hearted fools, who lust within the silence of disdain play in a lover’s game that has no rules no potion to relieve them of their pain. Skewered by the sword of passion’s lie lashed by lingering memory of lust condemned to live each moment with a sigh while harboring the seed of love’s distrust. They persevere and muddle through the maze of who it was that let it go so wrong realize that it may have been a faze a lingering phrase from an old hit song. They fail to win love’s true treasured jewels and what of these, these broken-hearted fools. ©5/11/2022 Orphan Sonnet Poetry contest Sponsor – Emile Pinet Checked by Howmanysyllables and rhymezone