Writer's Whispers

Love-struck poet

I'm nothing but a poet,

who has finally caught a glimpse of love.

I'm a love-stricken poet,

Can't you tell?

Poem after poem having something to do with love.

I'm a love-stricken poet,

maybe obsessed with love too,

because I find it impossible to go a day without dedicating a poem to her.

I'm a love-stricken poet,

It's pretty darn obvious!

With many of my poems trying to describe the effect of

her voice,her smile,her touch, her kiss on my body and my mind.

I was a love-stricken poet,

for I only saw the bright side of love.

But now,the dark side reveals itself:

sometimes, your heart can mislead you.

A loud siren goes off in your head when you've fallen for someone,

similar to a metal detector that has found something beneath layers of sand...

You believe you've found treasure-your true love or soulmate-

but after sometime,it begins to rust,

revealing that it was nothing but a false imitation.

I'm no longer a love-stricken poet,

just a brokenhearted poet.

But,

I am confident that one day,

my metal detector(heart) will find a treasure so precious,

that I wouldn't give it up for anything in this world.