A Loath Poem

A Loath Poem

A Poem by The Poet of Black Wings

I hate love poems.
Or maybe loath.
Loath, is right.
That sort of feeling
That disdain and disgust
That can only be described by

Poems pointed at the
Hearts of lovers and the
To easy.
Much much to easy,
Yet, so very popular, so muchly…

Praised for being
Just what they are.
Praise for nothing,
Rather than for something,
Anything, anything at all.
None recognized for
Being good,
Or bad,
Or anything other than…
Lovely love.

To easy.
Much to easy.
Love poems are little
More than wasted words
And hardly art.

I hate, no.
No no.
Loath, love poems.

© 2016 The Poet of Black Wings

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Added on July 1, 2016
Last Updated on July 1, 2016
Tags: Loathing, love, Loath


The Poet of Black Wings
The Poet of Black Wings

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