Hope

Though I beseech you 

To become embellishment 

Of my home, you never care. 

Though I say, 

I can't live without you, 

You shoo.

Though I confess, 

I am your true lover, 

You don't care a fig for me. 

Heart breaks 

With each of your denial, 

Eyes trickle silent tears, 

But still hope doesn't 

Leave me assuring that 

One day you would come 

To take shelter 

In my selfless arms, 

Urging me to shower 

On you the abundance 

Of true love.