So what if love proves to be untrue,
And from us on tattered wings it flies,
Long ago deceit made its debut,
Since, many tears have dampened our eyes
So what if the night denies us sleep
And we wring our hands, pacing the floor,
Many times, the nightbird heard us weep -
It's not like we've not done this before
So what if we believed every lie,
How sweetly they fell upon our ears!
Is this now a reason to deny
Truth a chance to turn the tide of years?
So what if too long we've played the fool -
Can we not pretend it's been a dream?
Or perhaps, better to kick the stool....
Let dawn find us dangling from the beam
my previous comment was an example of premature-submission. here is the rest of the comment i meant to send in one piece: AND i had to mop the floor around the toilet as well. this poem is going into April 2017's showcase. i'll NOT take no for a response! ! ! and, of course, to MyPoemList. bri :) favorite stanza (i think) : So what if we believed every lie, How sweetly they fell upon our ears! Is this now a reason to deny Truth a chance to turn the tide of years?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the last couplet WAS a 'kicker'!