Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Scraps of Love

You fear you'll never find love;
no matter how hard you try.
And yet, you still cling to hope;
wiping a tear from your eye.

You have little left to give,
emptied of all but your soul.
And your social life's askew;
a square peg in a round hole.

You're led to believe you're loved;
only to be hurt again.
And yet, you crave love so bad
that you'll tolerate disdain.

Though they offer some relief,
dreams cannot alter fate's shape.
For skirting reality,
sleep is a form of escape.

The problem is that lonely
souls settle for scraps of love.
And when their hearts feel empty,
they curse the heavens above.

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Line Gauthier May 23, 2018 at 1:37 PM A touching poem, Emile. Emile Pinet May 23, 2018 at 5:19 PM Thanks Line, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Paul Callus May 6, 2017 at 4:29 PM There is a lot of sense in this poem, Emile. For many, it is hard to find true, sincere love; then they lose hope, give up and make do with artificial alternatives. A closer relationship with God would be beneficial to them. Regards // paul Emile Pinet May 6, 2017 at 5:15 PM Thanks Paul, your comments and support are most welcome my friend, Emile.

Maria Williams May 6, 2017 at 12:28 AM Hi Emile, another great work. You have the talent to be able to assess and portray human anguish. Especially that of women who seem to allow themselves to fall into the same controlling relationship trap again and again - How can they be taught? I am beginning to think that besides being a 'purveyor' of fine poetry, you help people in real situations - otherwise how could you be able to be able to quote all this - Big 7 ...Maria Emile Pinet May 6, 2017 at 10:17 AM Thank you Maria, most of my poems are driven by empathy for another's pain, Emile.

Vera Duggan May 6, 2017 at 12:28 AM Very nice Emile, there would be a lot of youngsters out there that could relate to this and of course with all the media, computers etc. not mentioning Facebook, they tend to feel lonely and suicidal, so yes as Anil said it must be hard being young these days, great write my friend, take care.......Vera Emile Pinet May 6, 2017 at 10:18 AM Thanks Vera, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Miraj Raha May 5, 2017 at 7:13 PM I would say sir EMile that hope is what is important here, its never a bad idea to cling to it, even if all fails. Emile Pinet May 6, 2017 at 10:16 AM Thanks Miraj, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Anil Deo May 5, 2017 at 6:19 PM It's hard to be young these days, and hard being their parents, too! Only GOD can help, but will we ever truly ask GOD what advice He offers? One thing He does seek is "purity/holiness/apart-ness: 'Be ye holy as I am holy,'" (Leviticus 11; 18,19,20,21. Quoted simply in 1 Peter 1: verses 16-17.) BTW, always a great day when u visit my writing/s. shalom Emile Pinet May 5, 2017 at 7:08 PM Thanks Anil, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Darren White May 5, 2017 at 1:56 PM I am glad for people with empathy like you are. You write poems about important problems we can struggle with while thinking we are all alone. Your quatrains are wonderful. Emile Pinet May 5, 2017 at 2:00 PM Thanks Darren, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.