Of nightingales and roses
We've all heard, I dare to say.
Lotions and more portions
Funny fickle emotions.
All's fair in love and war
Even if it's murder.
A little sexy or a little prude
Have to be a little shrewd.
Broken hearts, they mend so soon
One can never really tell.
It's a silly sordid game
That only time can tame.
Slumber does not come
She evades it all ashamed.
The mirror of false hope
Cries and tries to cope.
All in all it wonders
And goes from day to day.
It looks front and it looks back
And bravely fills its crack.
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A heart's Tragedy #Wattys2016
PoetryLove is not the only emotion. Heart break is not the only pain. Sadness is not the only reason. A mini poetry book with poems not more than 30 lines. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are at risk of a malwar...
