There are too many Damned Love Poems
in this Damned World.
And though some of them are Sweet
Funny
Sad
Intense
Overall they break my Heart.
From emotional Highs to emotional Lows
these feelings squeezed from
the fabrics of Patched Hearts
the fibers of Lost Souls
the frameworks of Decaying Minds
Somehow find their way into words and images.
Skilled writers, poets, artists paint onto paper
these written images of Love.
We see thoughts curled upon the paper
Embraces that tear you apart
Promises that bind like Clouds against the Sun
Eternal Beauty wrapped in soft Tears.
Intentions gathered into words and lost in Time.
Every time a Love Poem flies into my hands
I rage in fury at lost opportunities.
While they write what they feel in their hearts
Memories are not created
Smiles are not shared
Sparks don't ignite
And Lives Intertwined that could have been aren't being.
And while i write This Damned Poem
I am not with She Who I Hold Close to My Heart.
Reason for writing:
Came up with it just now.
Checked the site out, thought i'd just put something in.
Whatever.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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