Sour Grapes from Life and Love

Naïve cries from pathetic souls

Hating life when they use to have none

To afraid to feel pain, yet to scared to die

Smile do turn to frowns

Live with it

How did you come to hate love

When you use to wish for it day and night

You remember every anatomy of a broken heart

You scream your every pain and suffering

That you do not see the calluses of your enduring heart

Love stories that’s about everything but love

Life poems about dying

Hate that does not belong to us

Sadness we’ve been hanging on for so long

I deafened by its noise

Sour grapes from life and love

I know its flavor all too well

I like it from time to time

But right now I’m sick of it

Sometimes we just hate our favorite taste

I was reading a lot of poems in fictionpress about life and love and this is what I have felt. I’m very open to comments and suggestions. Please R/R…