MY FRIENDS' COUNSEL

Here is another attempt of poetic license...

MY FRIENDS' COUNSEL

I know I should have listened well
To the earnest bidding of friends--
When in love, you, by chance, fall
Never ever give your all
Keep something to yourself
To cushion you should you ever slip.

Yet, I thought this was a friendly jest
Simply spoken in playful mirth--
For I was taught not so long ago
When in love, let your heart go
Don't hold back, just give your all
If need be, to bare your soul.

So when I gazed at her, a beauty divine
Stood still the hands of time--
She wove a magic I could not quell
Enchanted, I was under her spell
I knew it right then and there
Anything I'd do if only to have her.

I did what I could to worship her
Even my life, keen I was to offer--
Alas! Things were not what I hoped to be
She had her eyes fixed not on me
To someone else her heart was meant
Such misfortune I was unkindly dealt.

Now, I weep in a mire of grief
My spirit is broken, fraught with distress
Truly, I should have kept my friends' counsel--
When in love, step back a little
Learn to keep something to yourself
To help you up should you ever slip.