Feel It: A Series Of Poems

Hopeless Romance

Hopeless,
like a string held together by two sewing needles.
Love like a brewing cup of coffee in one's arms,
easy and ready to spill,
dim light bulbs in a room going off
and on,
Their love was hopeless and tough.
The string moves,
tugs, twists and turns.
Break it may, may not
but it'll be still together held by their love.
Distance held them far,
souls brought them near,
The love forbidden like a mafia's secrets kept away.
But dear, who were the rest to judge?
but hey, like they all say,
love is all sorts of weird.
Their love was strong,
like the brewing cup of coffee in your arms,
brewing on and on, fearlessly, endlessly no doubt it was dear.
They wished to be each others,
to feel each others presence,
to be in one another's arms,
but oh love ,
Their love shone even then like a hopeless romance.
Like the stars that shone above.