In the ruins of a love now lost,
A tempest of emotions, a heavy cost.
Betrayal's sting, a venomous dart,
Yet within the pain, love beats its heart
As the words unfold, emotions run,
A river of tears, a setting sun.
For in this story, sorrow's art,
A journey of love that breaks the heart.
In the hush of night, a lonesome cry,
A love that soared, then said goodbye.
Each page turned, a silent plea,
For the love that once was meant to be.
In the shadows of a shattered trust,
A tale of betrayal, a heart unjust.
Once entwined in love's tender weave,
Now a poem of hate, yet love won't leave.
Through the darkness, a beacon of grace,
Love's reflection in hate's hardened embrace.
In the gallery of emotions, a canvas divine,
A masterpiece where love and hate entwine.
-