The Ghost of Romance
The Ghost of Romance
What shallow love you gave then took away
as humble lips had laid their secrets bare.
“The pulling of the plug” that’s what you’d say,
with callous words admitting you don’t care.
You were the strong that dissipates the weak,
by finding all the human faults to taunt.
With no ascetic principals to speak,
you left in ways so very nonchalant.
How could you just dismiss me from your life?
Each person has great value as a friend.
But hateful words cut kind hearts like a knife,
and when you douse a fire, that is the end.
At bygone hours, I take a furtive glance,
quite dismayed by the ghost of lost romance.
1/23/18
English sonnet lost love
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