Once upon a time, in a quaint little town,
Two hearts beat as one, or so it was found.
But their love was a mess, it just wouldn’t click,
And their romance was muddled, thick and quick.
She loved him with passion, he loved her with flair,
But their paths always crossed, without a care.
She’d say “I adore you”, and he’d say “I do too”,
But their love was a joke, as all could see through.
They fought over dinner, and argued ’bout the weather,
They’d bicker and fuss, like two birds of a feather.
But when the day ended, and the night was still,
They’d hold each other tight, and their love was real.
Their love was a circus, with twists and turns,
And their friends all rolled their eyes, with silent yearns.
But they didn’t care, they were happy in love,
And their muddled romance, was as pure as a dove.
So here’s to their love, may it always be bright,
And here’s to the future, that shines ever so bright.
For in the end, their love will conquer all,
And their farce in verse, will be the funniest call.
Tag: Poem
Ode to My Significant Other (Or Lack Thereof)
Oh my love, where art thou,
In my heart, in my thoughts,
Or are thou just a fleeting memory,
A mirage that I have sought.
For days I have searched high and low,
Through the valleys and the hills,
But alas, my darling, I have found,
That thou art nowhere to be found still.
I have gazed upon the moon and stars,
And whispered sweet nothings to the wind,
But my love, it seems thou art not there,
And my heart aches for thee again.
Oh how I long to hold thy hand,
And gaze into thy eyes so bright,
But instead I find myself alone,
With only my dreams to hold tight.
So I’ll sit and write this silly rhyme,
With a tear in my eye and a laugh on my lips,
For though thou art not here with me,
My love, it seems I still have ships.
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