Ty Okon Poet Blank verse

The Dagger of Love

When a boy’s life lacks tragedy
He must make himself a man,
So he takes on the weight of love
To see if he can still stand. 
I will imagine her telling me
To blame it on the night.
I will imagine her telling me 
The mood is just right.
You can never fall this deep
Only for the fun
Love 
A dangerous place to be
Without a gun.
Love is kind of like ice
Melting patiently;
Mentally bound by emotion,
Not knowing that we’re free.
In the play among us
I was in the balcony,
I Looked at blurred expressions
A vague reality. 
She noticed the wrinkle in my palm
She no longer held my hand
I called it the dagger of love
The ultimate revenge on man.

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Karen Edwards-Gregory October 10, 2016 at 3:56 PM This poem is the male perspective, I just posted a poem on 'break up' from the female perspective, what irony. Enjoyed reading the male perspective :). Ty Okon October 12, 2016 at 4:14 AM Thank you very much for reading my poem Karen. I did not even consider what perspective this was, but thanks for the feedback. www.ukotyrawnokon.com