The Silent Killer.

This poetry describes the pain which sometimes makes you kill yourself when you get cheated in love.

In love's cruel game, pain's the silent killer,
It creeps in the heart, a cold, ruthless chiller.
Yet we gamble with smiles,
Despite the endless miles,
Hoping love's warmth might be our heart's filler.

In the dance of love, pain's the quiet slayer,
It lurks in shadows, an unwelcome player.
Yet we laugh through the tears,
Ignoring our fears,
Hoping love's light might be our heart's layer.

In love's cruel jest, pain's the silent reaper,
It stalks in the night, a relentless creeper.
Yet we sing in the rain,
Ignoring the pain,
Hoping love's song might be our heart's keeper.

In love's cruel maze, pain's the silent stalker,
It prowls in our dreams, a ghostly talker.
Yet we dance in the sun,
Despite the love undone,
Hoping love's dance might be our heart's walker.

In love's cruel play, pain's the silent hunter,
It preys on joy, a merciless punter.
Yet we smile through the sorrow,
Hoping for tomorrow,
Believing love's warmth might be our heart's sunter.
Written By,
Ivan Edwin Pen Name--Maximus.

Author's Note

The key points are the silent killer pain which makes you weak, helpless and the victim of love.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Love cheats can certainly inflict a mountain of pain. So difficult to deal with, especially if you have to shoulder it yourself and can’t share the treachery with anyone. Much emotion contained in these lines Maximus. Conveyed and composed well.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

pain's the silent hunter. While the entire poem is a relentless rush of swirling emotions, that particular line really jumped at me and took me by the throat. Nice work Maximus

ken

[jacob erin-cilberto]

It is a cruel game often enough and we get lost in its cruel maze.
Our hearts severed...without a sound.
j.

[Arundass TP]

Love is like a double edged sword. It can tear and also it can protect. Good work. Great emotions.