Brian Rop

I String My Worth - Poem by Brian Rop

Yours and mine weren't ever meant to be
Hearts had similar incompatible destinies
Mine acts worse than thousand piccaninnies'
From the beginning I hoped you'd see

Against advice I fell head over heels for you
Looking for my worth now among the ruins
Among a myriad of should have beens
Pity engulfs me, but I hope to get through

No one knew the truth better than me
How I went home every evening hating me
I knew one day, not by luck, you'd see
You and me could never be

I string my worth piece by piece
Everything is bleak; no more ease
Knowing yours and mine a path
Weren't meant to cross on earth

Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss

Form: Couplet

Comments about I String My Worth by Brian Rop

  • Pen Anthony (1/18/2016 1:27:00 PM)

    This is a lovely piece Brian (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 16, 2016

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