A Madness Of The Heart Poem by Matthew Holloway

Love is a complex affliction
Much aligned to many a madness
Seemingly beyond explanation
For the levels and variations
Of such a passionate emotion
Are far beyond the realms of reason
What else can there be to lose sleep
And yet still dream of another
Of the many aliments of this affliction
This love, this word we call love
I have become and been inflicted
By one such aliment, perhaps
I talk of the unrequited heart
What it is to love someone without end
To be as pure of heart, yet forlorn
Knowing they feel nothing, no love
The pain, the beautiful agony
Or being unable to control
That which we feel or others feel
It is love, it is beautiful, it is madness
And finally of the unrequited heart
A lesson of reason must become
To accept the reach of one affection
And learn to manage such feeling
For as much as we all may love, another
We must be prepared to let go
And look away to forget