How Love Is Rejected Poem by Amelia Murray

Waves crash uncontrollably into the barricades,
the protection put up by the ignorant.
They believe in evil coming from all different shades
and miss the beauty coming on the wind in the form of a single lint.

Hearts beat feverishly in times of emotion and tears,
but feelings is not what love is truly about.
They believe its about feelings that nears,
but misplaced faith just causes a human to become taut.

His confusion becomes evident,
when he disregards that which is most precious.
For a youthful mistress classified as flamboyant.
After a while he will realise her motives are insidious.

His mind will ponder back to the jewel he left in ashes.
Guilt and sorrow will arise and unsavoury habits begin.
Whilst he lay with his mistress, he will see flashes,
of when his heart was full and there was no wineskin.

In isolation he would allow the tears to run down his cheeks,
but in company he would wear the mask of deception.
He found that his first jewel still has many mystiques.
Yet he will never be able to leave the void of built up dispassion.

The curse of not understanding love,
It causes many misinterpreted meanings.
Love is no feeling, emotion or some magical angel from above.
It is found through loyalty, suffering and remnants of memories.