The Secret Lover

He loved me first
Followed wherever I went
Helped me in all ways
Hiding his identity

When I broke down
He came asking
If everything was okay
When I felt happy
He longed to join me
When I was in need
He gave everything
He was overjoyed
Seeing me smile

Wondered I who he is
Why would he do all this?
I loved all he did for me
Yet not so interested in him
I knew him not
Nobody knew him either
Why didn’t I quite like him?
I know not but he’s good

When I asked what he wanted
Most loving smile was his reply
He didn’t speak more
Never introduced him
Nor induced himself
He was quiet and very loving

When it was time to know each other
Came he with joy and expectation
That I would fall in love
But still distant felt I
Adamantly renounced

After everything he gave me,
I presented a crown
As my gift in return
Even I placed it on his head
Acclaimed he looked a king

He accepted it with a smile
Gently gazing upon me
Not minding the blood
Shedding around his head
Caused by the thorns of the crown
He looked through my eyes
With so much love
Which broke me into pieces
And said “I love you” smiling!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Agustin Avatar
August 28, 2026 at 4:38 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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August 25, 2026 at 2:45 AM
This narrative free-verse poem gradually reveals its powerful spiritual symbolism through a voice of innocence, distance, and eventual recognition. The lover’s unasked-for kindness and steadfast tenderness create a moving contrast with the speaker’s refusal, while the crown of thorns transforms the final scene into one of sacrifice, forgiveness, and unconditional love. The closing declaration is especially affecting because it arrives after the poem’s quiet accumulation of devotion.
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