Verse whose lines are written in iambic pentameter. (Or, a blank-verse poem written with end-rhymes, in a manner of speaking.).


A Hopeful Loser's Complaint

Why am I a love-sick, dead-broke loser
in love with a rich and affluent girl?
A poor, unwise fool, why did I choose her?
(I can't afford such a lovely, rich Pearl!)
I wish I were a prince, handsome and rich,
youthful and full of promise and prospects
(for her): but I'm none of the above, which
makes us at best love's unlikely suspects.
Ironic that the love of my bleak life
is beyond my abject, penniless reach
and past my hope of her being my wife:
barriers that harsh Fate won't let me breach.
But God they say can move heaven and earth
for those of unlike yoke to meet His goals;
now and anon He moves those hearts of worth
which He wills and unites as entwined souls.



Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-06-13 at 00:31

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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Been there, done that! I know how it feels to be a "hopeful loser." In one way or another, we are all romantic fools, aren't we? Anyway, it is a well-written poem. The end-rhymes and iambs work well.
2019-06-13