Don't you just hate love.
For what it's done to you
Won from you.
And only look above
As the future and past
Party together.
Tied to a mast.
Of love and hate.
The open
Or the closing gate
Matters not.
To strike the blow
Bare fist
Or in glove.
Brother persist
But know
Eventually
You'll hate love.
Don't you just love hate.
For lending an ear
Sending a spear
To impale your heart
In sleep.
For promises she didn't keep.
Blood of the soul
She will weep.
The living
Or the dying
Matters not.
It's what life
Has or hasn't got
To take on this train ride
To death.
One way ticket
Expires with your breath.
Throw your cards
On the table.
And just wait.
One guarantee,
This life and me
Is
Love hate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A very clever poem with a lot of angst from past experiences, raw honesty, this poem reads like a roller coaster ride, a bare knuckle job, with brilliant suspense! !