David Lewis Paget

Gold Star - 9,376 Points (22.11.1944 / Nottingham, England/live in Australia)

Unrequited - Poem by David Lewis Paget

She wasn't a striking beauty, but
I loved her with all my heart,
I know that I always meant to tell,
I should have done from the start,
But her presence had overwhelmed me
Every time that I saw her face,
I was far too shy as she passed me by
For she moved with a gliding grace.

She wasn't a social butterfly
But was always circumspect,
Was rather solemn and thoughtful but
Was all that I liked, direct.
I doubt if she even noticed me
Beyond becoming her friend,
I'd hoped for more, but I wasn't sure
It would turn out in the end.

And then a man had moved in next door,
With the moniker Richard Pace,
He had all the bling, was covered in rings
With assets all over the place.
He drove a mauve Lamborghini that
Spoke volumes about the man,
And it wasn't too long, he seemed to belong
For Esther was holding his hand.

I withered, retreated inside myself,
Retracted back in my shell,
My hopes and dreams, and my forward schemes
Were lost, and my heart as well,
I watched them drive in that magic car
While knowing that all was lost,
For all I had was a beat up Ford
At a fraction of the cost.

They say that money's not everything
But it's sure much better than none,
There wasn't much I was offering
But a heart, quite overcome.
I went for a while then I wandered out
While Esther was there on her own,
‘Where have you been, I haven't seen you,
Have you been there on your own? '

I managed to mutter, my eyes cast down,
‘I've watched you all over the place,
You seem to be settled, and riding round
With your new friend, Richard Pace.'
‘Oh, him, ' she chuckled, ‘Old Diamond Rick,
He's full of himself for sure,
He thinks he's a gift to the ladies, but,
Me, I'm looking for more.'

My heart beat once, and it came to life,
I saw the spark in her eye,
‘Now here's your chance, ' said a tiny voice,
‘All you can do is try.'
But my tongue was tied in its usual way
I never could blurt it out,
Then Esther said, ‘I wish it were you,
You love me I know, no doubt! '

21 January 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: romance

Form: Ballad

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 21, 2017

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 21, 2017

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