School Of Knocks Poem by Bryan Taplits

The heart can imprison one too
And your penance? Your new point of view
Where the lone inmate in prison is not her-but is'his'n
And the prisoner-you discover- is you.
To you she would close her eyes-
And to her you never opened yours
Recall, she once portentously opined-'Why you, you're out of your mind'! !
And that was when all of your dreams turned into blurs.
Remember, though, the times it all was so sweet-
The times where you thought it was going blissfully well
She fell supine at your feet-and gasped at all your feats-
Then she met you and- it all went to hell.
A lesson was learned that torn day
Whatever you do: 'Keep Away'!
The teaching was painful-though the teacher an angel
-Too bad the 'angel' was teaching that day!