• Lost Love


    Love is like a fragile rose,
    Like a seed it'll grow.
    But still the pedals fall and fly
    And then it'll die.
    Love is like a poisoned heart
    You poison once, it falls apart.
    It stays whole but doesn't change
    And any hole on it........remains
    Love is like a melodic piano
    The keys upon keys cast shadows.
    If its played too hard, it'll break
    And you'll have another repair to make.
    Love is like a paper book.....
    Once all the love is shook
    It'll rip apart in pieces on the floor,
    And you cant put it together anymore.
    Love is like the starts at night
    Boy how they shine so bright.
    But then it dies into a faded dream
    And the love has no scheme
    Love is like a dipped quill,
    It'll do what you want at will.
    But when it runs out completely,
    You have not a drop of ink.
    Love is like a deadly gun......
    Killing almost everyone
    Suicide and homicide
    Is there anywhere to hide?

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    SissyCole’s Poems (6)

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