So, if you haven’t heard already, today marks the third day of the National Poetry Writing Month for 2014. I am getting my prompts from this website if you want to find out more information about it, click here.
Today’s poem is inextricably linked with love again but this one has a bit of humour to it so I hope you enjoyed it. Please Note: This is NOT based on a true story, this is purely from what I’ve seen in stereotypical movies and tv shows which talk about love and relationships.
Did you get my text?
Seen at 8:34
No matter how many times I tell you,
To leave me alone,
You’re knocking on my door,
With flowers, chocolate and empty promises.
No, I will not pick up my phone.
Did you get my texts?
Seen at 11:58
Still, you persistently beg for me,
At the front gate.
Like a lonely little puppy dog,
Hopelessly wandering the streets,
You’re loyal and obedient to me now,
But you used to treat me like a piece of meat.
Please baby, did you get my texts?
Yes, I saw them at 4:06,
When you were stalking my home.
What else do you have in your bag o’ tricks?
I could handle handwritten letters,
One love poem or three,
But why oh why do you continue to antagonise me?
You said you’d be late for dinner,
Due to some business affair,
Well I’ve never seen a spinner of truth,
Quite like you.
So just to clear the air…
I will never play card games,
Because you always cheat with hearts,
Spend more time at stripclubs,
Than the fine work of art we have at home.
So yes, I saw your texts,
All 29 of them,
And I’m doing quite fine,
But in case you missed my message,
I fear you’ve failed to communicate,
And the fate of our “relationship” is toast.