The Game Of Love Poem by Dee Corpolongo
The Game Of Love
Just a player
in a game
collecting hearts
his claim to fame
Words of love
come easily
without true meaning
or revelie
Know this game
I've played before
but who is really
keeping score
But now it's time
to let him be
because he's not
the one for me
I'll just smile
as I leave...
and my heart
I will retrieve
The game is now
all finally done
but in reality..
it was I who won.
A lovely poem Dee and very short and sweet. Two can play but only one can really win. Just play the game well. Good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/9/2024 11:21:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Love is a spiritual experience that affects all and sundry profoundly. It could become extremely dangerous to turn this overwhelming experience into a game that could leave one perpetually hurt. I like the articulation and rhyme scheme of the poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.