Poem -
Sequester
Oβ how heartache bled
Boldly, incise bloodred
Remnants of disregard
Arrow cast tis keen shard
Pierced lovestruck vein
O' shatter stoic terrain
Thwarted notions cruel
Branded some kind of fool
Love tis game of chance
Impaled by wicked lance
Oβ deity mighty sequester
Appointed role of jester
Tβwas kismet preordained
Hoard fragments remained
Cupid must humbly bow
Stung by what one shanβt allow
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Comments
Love and loss go hand in hand, for all we love and all who love us, disappear with the years.
No wonder love comes with fears.Β
Wonderful poem.Β
I hope you are well and happy and surviving the storm of what modern day offers.Β
Keep safe and my best thoughts to you and all you hold dear.Β
thank you Lilliana
Astonished by lack of votes, thoroughly enjoyed this πΒ
Kinda my fault Simon I posted another too early. Most people don't like to comment on older stuff. thanks for the vote of confidence. your support is most appreciated