The legacy of hurt
Transcends the bleeding heart
To the apprehension of step
In the forlorn shadows of pain
As lips gone bitter
By the taste of rejection
Stutters in footpaths of destiny
A wounded soldier bearing a flickering torch
In the murky battlefields of love
As the procreation of love stolen
Metamorphoses the leaping heart
To a restless craven
Once bitten, twice shy
Dilantha Gunawardana
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-bitten-twice-shy-2/
