My Foolish Heart

I am tired of your callous game, You still toy with my sensitive side. Too bad, my foolish heart is to blame, Wish I loved with my cold-blooded mind. You still toy with my sensitive side - Cruelly crumpling, stealing what’s left. Wish I loved with my cold-blooded mind - You’d be sued for emotional theft. Cruelly crumpling, stealing what’s left, Now I know we were doomed from the start. You’d be sued for emotional theft, If not for my torn tenderised heart. Now I know we were doomed from the start, As you neither care nor set me free. If not for my torn tenderised heart, You would never be my cup of tea. I care no more and set myself free, Too bad, my foolish heart is to blame, You are neither my cup nor my tea, I am tired of you callous game. April 1, 2022
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Leffanta Avatar
April 2, 2022 at 11:24 AM
Ah, yes, men are only good for one thing, so use them and lose them .... Aloha!
La France Avatar
April 2, 2022 at 7:55 AM
Margarita, wonderfully penned, well done and best of luck in the contest ~Constance
George Avatar
April 1, 2022 at 9:06 PM
Beautiful Pantoum.... doing full justice to the contest ! Win big ! All the best, Margarita !
Lillico  Avatar
April 1, 2022 at 9:17 PM
Thank you! Full justice :) see how that pays off to the foolish heart :) M.
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