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Wednesday, 10 August 2016

Soulmate - the truth is revealed

Classic case,
Of one mistake,
Deceits of fickle, human love,
Promised forbearance,
Leaves, when tastes, that please, depart,
Leaves the poet,
lost & lonely,
to focus on his greatest work. Until another moth draws near, liking all she sees & hears,
with promises that lust & leer,
promise much, but then prove hollow,
as hearts can't summon strength to follow,
into the abyss where darkest eyes,
Feed on product of cheap lies, Said in torrents, even meant, YES! Meant forever, yet, now went,
I don't know where,
perhaps she lied,
perhaps her love for me, now died,
leaving me with nought to show,
with no more place,
nowhere to go,
just stuck in self,
paid the price,
heard the pitch, now want the life,
But there is nothing
Not one will come
and sit with me,
No more fulfillment,
Makes me free,
if just for fleeting,
moments true.
There's nothing else,
For me to do.

Hear the poet read the poem

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