END OF SPRING
END OF SPRING. A valentine's day poem
The end of joy and carefree play
Always come on curst V-day
Love birds swoon and cry and sing
A deathmeld with a hateful sting
Lovestruck ballads make me sick
Wind the clock and make it tick
13 days to prep and run
Won't relieve the burn of shun
Lonesome moments ache like blows
Chocolate kisses soothe no woes
Fold my hands and hide my eyes
Purge my ears of swooning sighs
Duck and run and bide my time
15 days kill valentine.
Haiku