Rejected Love
I long for passion mixed with comforts sort,
awaiting warm welcome from this delight,
I count with words of romance this effort,
and hope to see a love that shines so bright,
yet war intrudes and I must leave to fight,
my heart is slashed,rebuffed and left to rot,
I toil and try to rinse off dusty thought,
but meet a brick wall lined with hatred`s thrill,
to keep our love in progress this I fought,
for war has filled my hands and head with steel.
Meter Form:Iambic pentameter
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