When Love Itself Betrays Poem by Captain Cur
When Love Itself Betrays
Beware the autumn's turning leaves
as late October begins to cool
and all the truths you once believed
masquerading as a fool.
Beware the habits others keep
to spirits of a bygone age,
the dreams they wrestle with in sleep
when love itself betrays!
Beware the easy paths to take;
the wider road, the finer green,
the friends, the claims, that will forsake
you. Falsity is seen!
Beware the wise and wordless dead;
schisms, demons, religious strife,
the total price put on your head,
the ending of your life!
one never knows when mutiny is afoot.
Beware!
Late Autumn begins to cool. Leaves turn at this time and we should be aware about. The dreams they wrestle with in sleep. when love itself betrays we feel sad and agony comes in mind and we should be aware. This provokes thought. Being wise we should be aware about. Amazingly drafted poem is shared here really...10
Kumarmani, you are wise beyond your years. Thank you for the comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 1:17:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Oh, that first stanza bites! ! Circumspect is a word I try to pound into my children. Never believe appearances. You never know someone fully until you marry them, go into business with them, or oppose them. Until then, nothing but pleasant, finer green falsities! Well captured, good Captain!
Seamus, thank you for the comment. This poem was written as part of a story I wrote ages ago. It was a dire warning by an old sage to the heroine of the story, when one of her closest allies was about to betray her. I imagine this warning still applies today.