The archer and the scholar
Theta was fine being cupid’s friend even though he once loved her, he finds being in love hurts him and he rather be friends with her and every other girl he came across. Nevertheless there are nights he needs the warmth of somebody else because unfortunately he too is also human just like her and everyone else.
- Why oh why must i be this way
I don’t want to care and I don’t want these feelings to stay
- They itch and hurt and poke me like thorns
They play with my psyche and leave my mind sore
- Why must you be beautiful why must you be kind
Why must you bless me by giving your love and time
- Leave me be so I can love you from afar
So I won’t have any regrets bruises or scars
- Why must I be shot by cupid’s annoying little arrow
Why must she ready her bow
- I’m fine alone why can’t you just see
Caring for others that is all I need for me to be happy
- But it’s fine though I am fond of these feelings at times they make life less short
So for now I will tolerate this weird cupid who is a dork
- Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 16th, 2018 11:09
- Comment from author about the poem: Happy Friday, as always feedback is welcome. I hope you have a wonderful day and or evening.
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