Bitter Blow of Love - Love Poem

Bitter Blow of Love

Love! you dealt a bitter blow –

You lay me cross the mortal plains, 

Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show

Of tearful clouds: eternal rains 

To weep at my enduring foe

Of harsh reality – searing pains of

Destiny: dependable propensity 

To fool myself repeatedly

That I could ever triumph over love! 

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Ditty

O! love to me is but a season –

Seldom does it overstay, 

And tho' I pain to seek a reason, 

Like the dream, it fades away

To leave me once again in awe

Of how the heart can render raw

In loss of love; but then to soar

Atop anew! – and hail adieu! 

To her who fled from chance I gave

To see us wed: Then on, 

To court another fairer face –

And lose again in end of chase! 

I curse the seasons evermore –

They tease me thro' their metaphor: 

Starting fresh, their vigour young, 

Yet oversoon, the ditty sung.