Gracious Poem by Wilson Tinotenda Waison

Ever not to spit a word or seem to care
My wrath hast flared at once, You lost
All that blazing trust I had induced, Rare
Be thine affectionate passions to trust.

I was enamoured, yet still you knew
But all that while, I never thought it bind
This tragic episode, Betrayal was anew
Mutant foe you bred and bored me fiend

I fought swiftly a battle of triumphant
Prospects in the emotional realm, love
Was all I vowed, brought and would haunt
Only to spend moments, cherished my dove

It turns all that was done in vainglorious
Only to please your conscience and never
My feelings to take account of Gracious
Then to ease I disclaim all my love ever.