poemblog – Page 40 – Hearts Still Care

Cliché

It hurts when you love someone.
It is the biggest cliché!
It’s the universal law,
Which leaves nothing much to say.

So, if he does not want you
There is the tragic stay:
Where you stand, helpless,
As he staunchly walks away.

The colours tear the skin,
Leaving lifelong scars;
A needle that runs grooves –
Most solemnly state – mars.

Unlike love that comes,
Then chooses to leave,
These bright hues of red
Are not here to deceive.

The dragon finds the phoenix:
A yin meets its yang.
Thus, I’ve answered the lament
The phoenix once sang.

You took me in your arms
And we kissed for long years.
You told me you loved me
And you wiped away tears.

Now you have broken hearts
And chosen to forget,
That you ever promised,
Or that we ever met.

I wonder with envy,
How you can move on so,
When I writhe in torment,
Trying to let you go.