Emile Pinet Poet Sonnet

Unforgivable

You broke my heart, crushing it with your lies;
until it couldn't bear the weight of one more.
And I lost sight of the love in your eyes,
obscured by shadows that weren't there before.

Hope restricted my access to the truth,
convincing me there's a chance, I was wrong.
And I kept blaming the jitters of youth:
assuring myself that our bond was strong.

Unaware of being played for a fool,
I was not ready to abandon trust.
For I didn't believe you'd be so cruel
as to exploit love: to satisfy lust.

What my naive heart found forgivable
has left scars, and that's unforgivable.

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Sam Kauffman November 22, 2022 at 1:51 PM "Hope never wanted to believe the truth." Amazing line of wisdom from a broken heart not written in delusion but with the eyesight of steadfast hope. This is a wondrous poem Emile. Congratulations. Blessings. Emile Pinet November 23, 2022 at 7:14 AM Thanks, Sam, I welcome and appreciate your comments, my friend, Emile.

Sara Kendrick November 15, 2022 at 7:23 AM Congratulations on this great winner in Constance's contest. Way to go. Sara Emile Pinet November 15, 2022 at 8:21 AM Thanks, Sara, as always, I appreciate it my friend, Emile.

Constance La France November 14, 2022 at 6:10 AM Emile, such a wonderful poem, I like it very much and the image chosen also, well done. And congratulations on your win in my Writing Challenge - Unburden- A ''U'' Word, well done! I hope you will enter my new contest, Writing Challenge "V" Forms with quote inspirations and themes. Emile Pinet November 14, 2022 at 12:52 PM Thanks, Constance, I appreciate your comments and the placement, my friend, Emile.

Terry Miller November 13, 2022 at 7:55 AM A wonderful sonnet, so fine; congratulations on a well-deserved win. Emile Pinet November 14, 2022 at 12:51 PM Thanks, Terry, I welcome and appreciate your comments, my friend, Emile.

L Milton Hankins November 5, 2022 at 4:34 PM Beautifully written, Emile. I loved it and think many of us can relate to it—best of Luck in Constance's contest. Emile Pinet November 6, 2022 at 7:37 AM Thanks, Milt, as always, I welcome and appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Steven Young November 5, 2022 at 10:26 AM mmm... love a sonnet. Exquisite, your iambs and rhymes. Poignant, your portrait of a false lover. "...to exploit love satisfy lust" truly is unforgivable. Emile Pinet November 5, 2022 at 12:09 PM Thanks, Steven, I welcome and appreciate your comments, my friend, Emile.