Love Poem: Loser At Love
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Written by: John-Ovan.P. Hull

Loser At Love

Tis hard to say how I feel,
for with delight we used to squeal,
love is truth yet so surreal,
now those days seem far away,
forlorn shadows cast each day.

Rainclouds forever overhead,
what once was alive, now feels dead,
souls can't fly, encased in lead.
I lay alone in seperate bed,
my hearts now dry...for all is bled.

The smile that would warm your face,
the passion of lover's embrace,
now feels like i'm in last place,
But, Love and Life's not a race!

Our dreams may yet come true,
happiness to vanquish feeling blue,
clouds will part so sun shines through,
if ever I find another you??

©John-Ovan.P.Hull