Piercing Decisions Makes My Heart Bleed (Italian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

For your love and company I will not plead,
or for any attention supplicate,
and where I do not have patience to wait,
even if missing you intensify my need.

I do not understand each word and deed,
nothing can for wasted time compensate.
Of yet your love has not turned to hate,
but piercing decisions makes my heart bleed.

While in my life you do your own part play,
nothing can turn back the passage of time,
where I have tried to make it very clear
nothing can make your words and actions stay,
or can ease a marriage halted with rhyme.
In all of this I do still hold you dear.
© Gert Strydom