Unlucky In Love Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Love comes to some,
And stares them in the face.
It is not recognized for what it is...
And quickly it becomes replaced.

Some prefer to be chased.
As if what is sought,
Should be pursued.
While others believe
True love should be hard to get.
And they do what most folks do...
Complain!
Leaving love to remain distant.
And declaring themselves...
Unlucky in love.

Dissatisfied with what they had.
Since what was given unconditionally...
Was determined too easy to receive.
Too imperfect.
With flaws they had to reject.
Although it is expected...
Every blemish they have,
Should be praised, respected
Overlooked and not inspected.

'The grass always looks greener on the other side.
Until someone realizes,
It just does not appear that way...
Without some maintenance done to it every day! '

~There you go again...
Mentioning something,
That makes absolutely no sense.
Who wants to work that hard?
Trying to impress someone...
On the other side of the fence?
To convince? ~

Love comes to some,
And stares them in the face.
They don't want it as it is...
They wish for it to be served,
Like a meal prepared to taste!
Nibbling what they choose...
And leaving the rest to go to waste!