Unrequieted Love Poem by Jess Terry

Unrequieted Love



He is a shadow,
of his former self,
his hearts blood wastes away,
bleeding without injury,
her scars cut him deep
the deep and lasting wound,
left by his
unrequieted love

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barbara Terry 16 February 2008

This is so colorful and emotional, and when we are cut by the venom of unrequited love, we should cut back with as much with, if not more than, the asps venom of a woman scorned. Nice poem, I enjoyed every line. Love & hugs, Barbara

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