Man that have the power to entice women with conversation.

Just a little story I decided to make.

Short verse about a player, a chancer, a serial romancer.

Rhyming poem about lost love, realisation, breakup, grief.

Poem about sad love, past relationship, memories.

You were just a player in her game.

He broke my heart,
He did his job,
And now..I salute him.

Another old poem of mine about how people can be used like pawns.

If love was a sport… that explains why I have never been good at it, hell I don’t even play sport video games. Coach Cupid… I never learned the rules, have I ever really played the game and yet in loving you “Sweetness” I want to be a starter.

I don’t want to play your game.