Cupid’s Day comes with nobody to share,
Alone in my room I’m left to my own.
Me, myself and I, so full of despair,
I am the eye of a courting cyclone.
Standing quite still as life swirls around me,
Hope begins to fade, wishful turns bitter.
Cupid gives up on seizing my bounty,
I am his arrow left in the quiver.
But all is not lost to a thing so bleak,
Being single today has a bonus.
The praise of another I need not seek,
Sounds good until I notice the moment.
One thought stays that I’d like to get rid of:
Am I content with Losing Grip on love?
Copyright © 2013 Andrew Hildreth
Writing Prompt 02-12-2013
Write a Valentine’s Day poem of no more than 20 lines about spending a Valentine’s Day all by yourself. The only rules are that it must rhyme and the final line of the poem must include the title of your favorite song.
Song: Losing Grip by Avril Lavigne