Disapointment Poem by Juan Carlos Abeti

Once again.

being honest

didn`t pay.

Once again,

my open hart

broken

it was.

Why a liar

not to be,

it is that hard?

Why people

only listen

what they want

and not

the real fact?

Why, to be

an honest being

it is no longer

a real thing?

How many times

a broken hart

can be mended?

Wil i ever

learn it?

Love is like heaven,

love is like hell,

different feelings

coming out

from the same place.....

Life, faith, destiny

Why did you make us belive

that with hope and dreams

our goals could be achieved?




(sorry, it was not my best day....)