Love is Dead Meat

Love is Dead Meat, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

a dead
heart beat
trampled
under
her heartless
feet
love searching
for a clean
winding sheet
love is dead meat
although
I have deleted
her from my
consciousness
as shadows
of silence
on dark streets
of the mind
we meet
she loves
to cheat
making
gain
out of
my defeat
every two
steps I retreat
with the man
she loves
I cant compete
a pedestrian poet
just words incomplete
words of sorrow
like a caged parrot
i love to repeat
although
she has deleted
me from her heart
one day her love
I will out beat
a strangely
dressed poet
barefeet