A Wrong Partner Poem by John Sensele

A wrong partner defeats hell
If the partner begrudges any progress you make
But throws spanners in your bell
Wishing it would sound rather fake in the vicinity your tryst lake.

A wrong partner forever lives outside your common denominator
Whines at length anytime you make a little progress
Who somehow turns out to be the worst detractor
Who has ever suppressed your path to any kind of success.

A wrong partner turns out to be the person in whom you repose your total trust
Secure that the agent would be the last person to wish you ill
Until the person gathering enough thrust
Hurts not only your love bill but also injects poison into your destiny's bill.

A wrong partner has not only roving eyes
But also a short hand that won't contribute any resources
But whose bucks somehow vanish like imaginary skies, spies and sties
Conjured by a magician with powers from occult sources.