Stick Or Bust Poem by Mark Heathcote

Stick Or Bust



I married my heart to you.
I pinned it to the wall
you can crush it like a flower.
Cause the way I'm feeling
it now doesn't, really matter
it was freely, given
and yours equally
you didn't have-to-barter
I gave you, it willingly at cost,
hoping you would make
-the most of it, and you did.
Now it's stick-or-bust
or do you twist,
and have I lost?

Friday, August 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bharati Nayak 08 August 2017

You fell in love with poetry and gave your heart completely- - -In pure love, there is 'Giving''without expecting the 'Return''This feeling is a reward in itself.Thanks for sharing this amazing poem.

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Mark Heathcote 08 August 2017

Thank you for this comment Bharati, I am so glad ou enjoyed it.

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