L is for Trap
A is for apple B is for Balloon
C is for Crisis D is for Destroyed
L’s are traps like a baboon to a zoo
Often given for illusions of joy
Often shared for luminous intentions
It doesn’t alliterate with the word
Quickly strips your life away like lynchin’
All victims tragically wish they were purged
You may be questioning where is my point
Lies, Lust and Love the 3 best deceivers
Lies that joint to a false reality
Lust just fabricates permanent relief
Last but least the deadliest of them all
Can tickle a feather yet haunt for life
Owl like Eyes allow it to see us fall
Juliet ended her trap with a knife
Temporarily or Everlasting
Both leave you with a potent sting for more
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Author:
Cypress (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2017 23:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes I let my negative perspective of love out on a blank canvas and my words drew a picture....Love is pain.
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Learning luscious loves lost lament leaves loneliness languishing, loopholes locked.
Lacking laughter, looming loquacious leftovers leer lavisciously.
Ellish thought!
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