Elusive Love

I came into this world loved.
A heart overflowing with love.
A heart with no doubts of loving.
I knew I was loved and I loved back.

Then came teenage love, bursting to share.
Of first love given freely, fully.
A cruel lesson when love is rejected.
I did not understand this rejection.

I have scars of love rejected.
My heart bruised and broken.
First love just blooming
He chose another, never explaining.

The despair of heart-break I felt.
I curled up but not a tear shed.
My heart hurting, shattered pieces.
I built a wall, I hid my love.

My heart healing, the pain dulled.
With caution I gave love another chance.
Yet love was elusive, I lost again.
And my heart shattered once more.

Even though I continue searching for love.
My heart waits to be rejected.
Bracing to be shattered again.
I cling to the rope, afraid to let go.

So the thought of giving freely,
this heart of mine I won’t.
To throw caution to the wind, never again.
For I rolled the dice and lost love.

By C.E. Pereira
(10-10-2016)

Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira View All Posts