The Bitch Magnet

Dear lonely and tattered heart,

For years I meandered with you in my sleeve.

But I descried not a soul which

Would betide and never leave.

I found no takers,

But only breakers.

And for your own sake,

Now I have stashed you in my sneakers.

I have locked you in a chest and flipped the key in the ocean.

Until a decent lady comes along and takes me as her lover,

Shows me she is prudent.

And shows me what the deal will cover.

For I am weary of this fatuous dragnet.

And you my lonely heart, are the perfect bitch magnet.

Dear lonely and tattered heart,

You know not this heinous world, so bear with me.

It is infested with nefarious pretty predators

With no ethics or decree.

They cast their spell and snatch you away,

With dubious smiles and enchanting eyes.

And no one can evade their pernicious clutches

No matter how hard one tries.

Don’t misunderstand me for stifling you.

When you are there you crash and burn.

I m scared this time you may not bounce back.

The damage they cause is hard to discern.

Alas the word got out, and it’s no more a secret,

That you my lonely heart, are the perfect bitch magnet.

Dear lonely and tattered heart,

If I could sing, I wouldn’t sing of love,

Or if I could paint, I wouldn’t

Make a picture of a butterfly or a dove.

They are menacing weapons,

For the fragile yet strong-hearted.

And I wish, my revered heart,

From you I had never parted.

They poke and prod you,

Those stone-hearted bitches will never know how it feels.

And when nothing is left,

They wreck you under their heels.

Maybe it’s better to stay a forlorn hamlet,

For you my lonely heart, are the perfect bitch magnet.

Dear lonely and tattered heart,

I have been there and done that.

And trust me it’s more onerous

Than Mortal Combat.

Now I have come to terms, and gathered

That love is a part of life.

And I can’t put you at stake again and again

Just to find a freaking wife.

I have learnt to love my desolate life,

And so should you.           

We will consort and escort each other.

With all those subtle games, I am through..

And I have no regret,

That you my lonely heart, are the perfect bitch magnet.