Nothing can right a wrong we’ve done
What is done can not be reversed
No matter how hard we want to try
Every time we play the game of love
There will always be winners and losers
Sometimes it takes a lifetime to say that you’ve won
and a very short time to say that you’ve lost
The game of love is a gamble
Each time you enter the fray
You throw the dice and let it settle
Before you walk away
As a winner with the prize
Or loser with empty arms again
You never know just how the game will end
18 March 2007
Ah, the random gambling of it all. All love is risk. Perhaps?
I think we learn from experience and make sure to correct our wrongs further down the line, especially where love is concerned. Warm felt words.Thank you.
So very true is this poem David. We all want to be winners in the game called love but when you succeed in being a winner, we find that we lose in the game of love. I loved this one. XOXO Pam
How very, touchingly, disturbingly true. A fine write. t x
The Game is full of risk and there is no control on the number of wins... but still we take the gamble again and again... Alison
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
David... We know not the harm we do...10