Lovelorn Poem by Ernestine Northover
Lovelorn
Why are we so at daggers drawn,
With anger and with hate,
Why has this become a duel at dawn,
Why can't we now relate.
Why are you expressing so much scorn,
I sense that it's too late.
I'm feeling so totally forlorn,
Because your fury, won't abate.
Can't we be friends, my heart is torn,
Will you not negotiate,
I feel such pain, as if a thorn
Had come to penetrate.
the very centre of my heart, and borne
My hopes away. Oh, extricate
This agony. If only we could re-form.
I long for you, be again my mate.
And I'll no longer be lovelorn,
Oh, Please let's have a 'date? '.
© Ernestine Northover
friends or lovers usually you cant be both for there is a thin line between love and hate i find it very hard to be friends with my ex lovers Warm regards AJS
A cleverly written piece carrying the rhyme through its entirity. Lovely poem. Andrew xx
Yes we are so overwelmed by the negative emotional aspect of a situation.Who's wrong? Who's right? that we only too often forget the most important emotion of all.LOVE. Another great poem from you Ernestine, Love Duncan
There is much hurt in relationships, loneliness in being alone, but I like your poem.
I loved it! I can totally empathize with you here Ernestine.......I think we all experience this feeling throughout our marriages. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Like the poem a lot Ernestine, but that last line was a little too crass for my taste. Very sweet sentimental piece though.9 from Tai.