Unrequited
Love is a word, too easily used
A mental state that's oft confused
No warning shot does Cupid let fly
Before his arrow strikes the bullseye.
It's thought Love spreads as a wildfire,
heated flames of uncontrolled desire.
It left behind a heart that was torched,
Wounded as if it had been scorched.
For admitted poems, there is no ill will
though uncomfortable as winter's chill
for contentment I've found on my own
No paramour do I seek nor do I condone
No longer a reason for a swain to linger.
Nor lyrics sung by a balcony singer
There's nothing I want that I don't have
Nor in need of ointment or healing salve
From a precipice no one should dare leap,
Fall from a steed, nor lose a night of sleep
Nor tumble further down into an abyss
while waiting for that unwanted kiss
Realize when it's time to just walk away,
Hold emotions you continue to display
No words of unrequited love written
will change a heart that is not smitten.
As bitter as these simple lines may sound,
It's an honest attempt to be honor bound
to reflect on love's hope, thus conceived
but not returned, so don't be deceived.
Move on to other flowers without regret
One who'll receive the honeybee and yet
accept the offer of love and have it returned
by one for which your destiny has yearned
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
