Unrequited Love

Unrequited love can be misery

in oblivion we wander free

but are we free

with those shackles on

tearing the sinews

now upon

its a thankless task to be so in love

to imagine each bird

is a turtle dove

when of course it isn’t

its likely to be

a starling or rook

its that you can’t see

its an empty feeling

and sickens souls

who love  and who feel

all the controls

who would give their lives

for what they believe

but reality proves

that it wouldn’t achieve

love really to matter

must be reciprocated

one way is no way

thats purely dated

a malevolent gesture

that tends to backfire

and maligns those whose hearts

wanted just to desire

to sink on one’s knees

with one head in one’s hands

and just feel the tears

at the dashing of plans

to love and respect till the ends

of your days

and have someone say boldly

its all a malaise

that they need to breathe too

and you are a pain

a source of remorse

perhaps even insane

a pitiless ruffian

borne out of desire

who can now go to hell

and burn in the fire

Unrequited love

there is no treatment for

you may die a death

in the internal war

of attrition inside you

that can’t bear to say

that they love a women

who just went away

who couldn’t stand one

fucking inch of their face

who hated their body

who couldn’t keep pace

with their wit or their light

or their chemistry

thats when I know

the victim is me

thats when the wilderness

I will embrace

thats when I know

I will fall on my face

drowned in my tears

burn in my pain

and never re surface

to love ere again