A poem about losing love
After a long time, I read a poem that affected me. Maybe it was because of my current mood; maybe it was the roughness of the poem that attracted me. I dont know. I post it here, filched from a friend's blog, who's also the genius writer.
Heart Being
The longing in the heart,
Walked off into the being,
It scandalized like a tart,
And asked for a living.
Reason mediated between the two,
But no truce came about.
Wisdom tried too,
But war just broke out.
Out flew jealousy,
With her talons devious and sharp.
In walked a suspicion so lousy,
It killed the song and harp.
Ashes sat down to mourn,
For the heart so lovelorn.
The battle, you see, did start,
For the heart did not have a heart.
- Garfield