Love and Hate
Author: Bianca Renee Parrish
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I hate myself
For loving you.
I know for sure
You have no heart
Exactly the reason
We are apart.
When I say
I love you
Don’t get it wrong
I hate you too.
You’re the reason
Why I cried
Why’d you kill me
I was already dead inside.
You put the smile on my face
And the tears in my eyes
I hate loving you
Your jokes and lies.
My mind says no
My heart says yes
Together we’re nothing
But a total mess.
I hate you
You broke my heart
My heart was the bull eye
You held the sharp dart.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I hate you because
I love you.
Scripter said on April 9, 2010
Hmmm nice rhymes dear.
Shasta Silva said on April 17, 2011
This is a very good poem!!
jazz said on June 2, 2011
wha wha which means wonderful
jazz said on June 3, 2011
wonderful poem