I know, that you hate me..

I know, after all you hate me, Mary
As you have hated state of being alone
But I am married..unfortunately married..
That’s where friendship ends like tropical cyclone

It rushed past taking everything in air
Including passion and the reckless love
What left is silence. Nothing more to share
No smiles, no joy, no revelation thereof

All passed.  And there is no desire
To further play one else's  weird game
That’s loneliness which made us both liars
Love doesn’t accept it. Although no one to blame..


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It's a wonderful poem. I like your rhyming words and the idea, for sure.

Ивета Витко   12.01.2021 21:34     Заявить о нарушении
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