Love Me, Love Me Not Poem by Paul Sebastian

Picking up a zinnia flower
Plucked off a petal after another
Saying: ‘She loves me, she loves me not'
The last petal said: ‘She loves me not! '

Was there a petal short?
Did I pluck the petals right?
A freak flower I got?
Game of chance, played as a child?

Perhaps your love-time is short?
Perhaps there's another love about?
Can the hard truth be unraveled?
I walk on, lost and disappointed

Have I met my fate to lose her?
Can bruised love recover?
Do I fight for life for her?
Will truth bring me an answer?

Is she mysterious?
Making me jealous?
Is love, a game of chances?
Ending with winners and losers?

Slowly my love flame fades
Sunset, shadow disappears
No shadow when the sun's done
My dearest Sunshine's gone

Darkness creeps in
I am alone again
Will she come back to light?
No matter how long, do I wait?

30 3.2016