There is a break up.
I am in the middle of it.
The two just can't come together.
I am not sure there can be a mending of it.
They are facing each other but forces pulling against the other
But on the rope I am the tape in the center.
Often they come together trying to make amends
But no words to utter so unsuccessful they descend.
The weight is on my shoulder,
Words I need to find for my friends Pen and Paper
For in this break up, I am the mediator.
Its up to me to make this love affair work
If only I can give Pen the words,
To write the feelings on the heart of Paper,
Then maybe, just maybe her heart may flutter.
A refined poetic imagination, Apphia Garcia. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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Its up to me to make this love affair work If only I can give Pen the words, To write the feelings on the heart of Paper, Then maybe, just maybe her heart may flutter. wonderful portrayal of your love and struggle between pen and paper. loved this poem. tony