No Bouquets Or Bonnets Poem by Mike poet

Love can be beautiful,
when tastes of sweat memory.
When it ends untarnished
pleasant thoughts there will always be.

Not wanting, ends in anger
words rendes hearts pain
Your confused am not amused.
you'll do it again and again.

I want you to know,
I hope you'll do well.
I wish you to grow,
just tell me no tales.


Good want finds good
hope it's good going on.
Your mostly Angel so good it should.
But it won't be written in my life's song.


Don't start missing
attention I give.
Around you starts bitching
you chose it so live.

I will stay away, I promise,
please do the same, it's honest
to say there is no way
to throw our wedding bouquet or bonnet.

"We end in mid sentence,
period drops from our pen.
No more to say and to my dismay
our love song's at it's end.