Triangle of Love


He loves her

She doesn’t love him

He doesn’t love her

She loves him

He loves her

She doesn’t love him


We wait

We play

Like a cat and mouse kind of game

We always blame--

The name of the game


She moves on

He’s withdrawn

She won John

But not for long


She loves him

He doesn’t love her

He is in love with her

But she’s moved on

From the cat and mouse game


At last he has moved on

and sees her standing there

Starring blindly that blank stare

She makes a prayer


Oh beware

For despair

And prepare

For the unfair

Love affair


Talia Ashley Cox

  • Author: Taliac. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 10th, 2016 02:21
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31
  • User favorite of this poem: JohnThomas.


  • JohnThomas

    Nice! A perfect representation of love as a dance. A game. Its confusing and its ever flowing and changing.
    Great poem!

  • Tony36

    Great write

  • Augustus

    Clever write.

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