One More Poem for the Road – Getting Closer to Finishing “Blue Autumn”

So unfortunately I wasn’t able to finish my next anthology, Blue Autumn, by the end of February. I am getting really close to being done though. Currently finishing up stuff for the cover and getting down to the last poems I need to workshop. In the mean time I thought I’d share one more poem that will be featured in it. It’s rather cynical so be forewarned.

Chastity

Love is harsh because it fools you
into thinking that people want you.
It leaves all your passions crushed
and all your ardor desires rushed.

Love is hard because it hurts you.
It abandons and deserts you.
It makes you think that you are sacred
but instead fills you with hatred.

Love is sharp because it cuts you.
It mutilates and corrupts you.
It makes all hope seem stale and bitter
then scars your mind with pain and blisters.

Love is tough because it drains you.
It makes each aching fault enchain you.
It breaks your spirit down with stones
and then bleeds you hollow to your bones.

Generic Love Poem Template

Here’s a poem I did a number of months ago. I also submitted it recently to a poetry blog if you guys want to check it out there: https://lunatheblog.com/2020/12/30/generic-love-poem-template/

Otherwise enjoy this cynical satirical piece.


Generic Love Poem Template

<Insert text about finally finding the one>

<Insert text about how you’ve never felt this way before>

<Insert text about how you get butterflies when they hold your hand, kiss you, etc.>

<Insert text about how great the sex is>

<Insert text about how you’d be devastated if they were never part of your life again>

<Insert a unique metaphor to try to come across as clever or deep>

<Insert text about how you’ve been waiting for so long>

<Insert text about how they finally make you complete>


Example:

I’ve finally found the one;

I’ve never felt like this before.

When they’re holding me in their arms

I can’t help but feel restored.

I feel butterflies in my stomach

when they’re making love to me.

Like a ship floating in the ocean

on a sea of ecstasy.

If they ever truly left me

I’d don’t know how I would go on.

It’d be like the moon without its twilight

and the sun without the dawn.

For too long I have been waiting

feeling the bitter taste of defeat,

but now I can finally say

that I truly feel complete.