I read a love poem,
and it spoke of pain.
Against fates odds
it did explain.
Of hate and love,
just the same.
It spoke...
It rhymed...
Of love defined
A perilous journey
................................tart
....................................to
...............................sweet
Like cheese
Like wine
Yes,
I read a love poem.
It turned my hips and mind.
Tales of trips
....................Sentiments
lies by pictures,
........................neglected
Hidden by shame
...........................by time.
I read this love poem.
It spoke,
and it said;
She was not forever
Even tides evaporate
giving way...
to salty wastelands,
wide.
Whilst fresh summer green succombs,
to a faded blue autumns day.
I fell in love with the love poem.
Indeed,
Indeed I did.
Because I didn't listen,
to the simplicity...
the simple sanity,
of what it said.
That love poem slathered acrylic
reds
greens
yellows
on my aching head
painting love bird's perched atop
some electric fence
Then dabbled in some
feather's
falling from the flesh.
There should have never been a doubt
in tow, to lead me to deceive
that should I perch atop that fence,
this the end,
would be.
Oh I read that love poem
and that poem was ablaze,
cauterizing human hearts,
with smells of Sunday's best.
for love has fallen from it's
perch, smoldering
upon winter's gray
...............................a firey
neurotic
mess
And I kept on reading that love poem
but it did me no good at all.
It was a one sided romance...
A dying leaf swimming freely
in a brownish foggy pond
Requests for second chances, all
appeals have been denied.
Just another begger
in a
bank
that has no cash to bare
Yes I read a love poem
And to my astonishment...
as if printed words
could screech,
a somber beckoning call,
from
that crinkled page
That silly little poem said
You...
.......knew not
......................Love
At all...
N.Pablito
