Lovelorn call

Love, a pundit of all odds
Against it all, he stood tall
One dime to sim another to cards
Stretching out the phone, he made a call.

Emotionally, his crush had no rush
But accepted him as just a friend
Not as her lover or any of such
Seeking love to the very end.

Faced in mute, “hello” he whispered
Since lego didn’t fit, let go was employed
His sweet sugar tasted like salt in her cake,
There was no room for love to give or take.

Feverishly, he brokedown in tears
His heart needed her sorrows and wants
But love is so cruel that life doesn’t give us
All we desperately want or need most times.

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10 Comments

  1. Nduka says:

    I can very much relate to this. Nice rhymes you got.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. “Love hurts “as sang by? I like your intensity in your poetry

    Liked by 1 person

  3. VinX Poetry says:

    I appreciate all who read and dropped valuable comments

    Like

  4. Loved the usage of Lego and let go!

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