My Why Cry

Why God, have you allowed this love to creep into my heart
So gently it captured me, not long after it ruthlessly and violently assaulted

I've been arrested by love
A love I did not seek after
Yet it has sought after me
And pursued me patiently

I have frustrated love
And now he has changed his form
Disguised as disdain and anger
A silent thunder that hides in the storm

My romantic property has bullied me into the greatest folly one could entertain
If only my life could reside in great movies as a song in midst of rain

Why have I been cursed with the ability to inspire such great love from so many
All the while married to morality, unable to respond to it wholeheartedly
Why is love so recklessly ready and willing to abide with me in sin
As I wrestle with natural tendencies and desires within

What is the prescription, what can YOU prescribe
That will ease this constant aching in my core
And guarantee this spell can now be broken
Love surrendering to laws that hurt no more

Why God, have you allowed this love to creep into my heart
So gently it captured me, not long after it ruthlessly and violently assaulted

Love Triangle

I love you and him
You love me and she
A two-sided triangle
How can this be?

I hate that I love you
That was not my plan
Tried to discourage you
Locked worms in a can

Stubborn, persistent
Your pursuit intense
I admit I was puzzled
Did not make much sense

Without any effort to win your affection
You fell fast and hard without any reflection
You did not count the cost, threw all caution aside
So bold and reckless, did not try to hide

Never considered others were watching
I helped you to see this, Yet no sign of stopping
She had to confront you, to scare you straight
Now you were exposed and I was the bait

Some gossiping neighbors kept my name on blast
So I confronted her and them at last
I went in with compassion, but was provoked to anger
She and others tried to put my safety in danger

My home was vandalized and harassed with discomforts
And the last I recall followed an email dispute
But I don't put it past her if more has been done
Few things surprise me here under the sun

Some time had passed
I realized my plight
A new truth had surfaced
That I could not fight

The love that you felt
Must have been contagious
'Cause now I can feel it
This seemed so outrageous

At last I was free from
This unlikely scene
But I found myself sick
And I missed you it seems

"And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of
separation." - Kahlil Gibran