When it is Over

When it is Over

A Poem by UC Poika

What part of the present situation is really love? Who can tell?


He doesn't see the age in her eyes just yet
But a quiet desperation there within
He won't look for anything else to forget
But her mystery is like the fruit he awoke in
Embarrassed outside (scared pale to the core)
He knows apples and horse dung don't mean a thing
When love's in his eyes and who it burns for
Settings hungry for the sparkles on that brass ring
With diamonds too tiny so she just let them lie
In the filth of the stables where the smell is strong
But the horses still whinny when she walks by
As if it were a place no one other could belong
The fires that lit the likes of Hades and Hell
Know his stare is seeing she'll be someone else's gal.

© 2014 UC Poika

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Added on January 19, 2014
Last Updated on March 9, 2014
Tags: romance, difficulty


UC Poika
UC Poika

Bemidji,, MN

Did you have fun? Intrigue, supposed villains , vulnerable women, outraged family and friends, my breakdowns have the elements that make up a pretty good fiction, not good enough to write about but a.. more..