If it were to be, I will never know Who knows what it will be
Who knows —
What will happen to me?
We go back and forth To and fro
Fighting ferociously Becoming to each a foe.
Reconvening at the sake of remorse;
We apologize once more.
Looking, for another chance
We walk away,
And we begin to dance
Our minds fight: An everlasting war; One of painful
And daunting rapport
He corrupts and destroys
Bringing erroneous insinuations of joy He doesn't care for her
She thinks he does
She competes with herself Is it love, or lust?
We fight once more Her heart I tore
We make-up once again Reading forever
Of Mice, and Men
The final fight of our relationship, Has come to an end
The pain we brought, something we cannot mend.
Although sad, sometimes there comes a point when a relationship is past the point of being salvaged. Better to let go with love than carry on until you despise one another. Nice poem on endings.
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I would like to translate this poem
Love is a unite of compassion that can only last through mutual respect, understanding, tolerance, discipline, alot of sacrifices, selflessness... It is giving wholeheartedly without expecting anything in return. It needs much nurturing to grow from strength to strength. I like the articulation of the poem as it captured well the cat and mouse relationship. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.