Emile Pinet Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Time To Go

The night air is crisp and cool,
moistened by my trickling tears.
For; I'm alone with my fears,
left waiting here like a fool.

Her lies lured me here tonight,
using her persuasive voice.
And she left me little choice,
I didn't want to start a fight.

She used every trick she knew,
starting off with sexy talk.
And had me ignore the clock,
hinting my dreams could come true.

Anxiety-fueled thoughts
run the gauntlet of my mind.
For; she is not always kind,
tying my heart into knots.

I have a thirst I can't quench,
and a belly full of pain.
But, here I wait once again,
sitting on a cold park bench.

I spy the first flakes of snow,
starting to tumble and fall.
And there's little chance she'll call,
so; I guess it's time to go.

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Line Gauthier March 19, 2018 at 10:57 PM I love the way you constructed this poem, Emile. The flow is perfect. Emile Pinet March 20, 2018 at 9:07 AM Thanks so much Line, your comments are always most welcome my friend, Emile.

Eve Roper August 7, 2017 at 6:43 PM Very sad to be taunted with feelings of the heart. Very well written, Emile, your work is alway enjoyed ~* Emile Pinet August 8, 2017 at 8:45 AM Thanks so much Eve, I truly appreciate your support and comments my friend, Emile.

Indiana Shaw July 29, 2017 at 11:41 AM Sad but very beautifully written and deepened by picking the right image to go with the poem - Indiana x x x Emile Pinet July 29, 2017 at 1:38 PM Thank you so much Indiana, your comments and support are most welcome, Emile.

Anna Hopper July 17, 2017 at 2:44 PM Sad, but beautiful as always! Emile Pinet July 17, 2017 at 4:40 PM Thanks Anna, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Eileen Manassian July 17, 2017 at 5:28 AM Oh...what a sad ending. How can people be so cruel. I related to the belly full of pain so well, dear. Great write...even in its sorrow. Hugs Emile Pinet July 17, 2017 at 9:21 AM Thanks so much Eileen, I truly appreciate your support and comments my friend, Emile.

Akkina Downing July 16, 2017 at 8:41 PM Definitely sad, one that many can relate to indeed. But as always, and like Miss Heidi said, a very well written piece :) Emile Pinet July 17, 2017 at 9:20 AM Thanks so much Akkina, I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Heidi Sands July 16, 2017 at 3:19 PM Well written again Emile. You write poems so well that can reach out to many people for them to relate to. :) Emile Pinet July 16, 2017 at 7:29 PM Thanks so much Heidi, I truly appreciate your comments and support my friend, Emile.

Kim Rodrigues July 16, 2017 at 1:55 PM Excellent write! The season joins in on the sadness! Emile Pinet July 16, 2017 at 2:50 PM Thanks so much Kim, I truly appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Silent One July 16, 2017 at 12:24 PM This is really sad Emile, I hope it is fictional.. A deep write, and one that needs to be read and heard.. Emile Pinet July 16, 2017 at 2:49 PM Thanks Silent One, this poem is fictional...but touches upon feelings we can all relate to... I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.

Keith O.J. Hunt July 16, 2017 at 11:46 AM A sad, but very well written poem Emile; I hope it is fiction, but its message of love is clear. God bless Emile Pinet July 16, 2017 at 2:54 PM Thanks so much Keith, this poem is fictional...but touches upon feelings that are easy to relate to... I appreciate your support my friend, Emile.