The last time Cupid was seen was at the local store scene
He was hovering overhead thinking how romance might be dead
He stayed there for a while just counting aisle after aisle
Of products with bling even teddy bears that sing
Most covered in hearts or with candy coated parts
The prices were obscene for a few romantic things
Valentine’s day had become all about the scene.
Flowers are the best way to make it a lovely day
And some candy to eat would be a nice treat
A poem you write could make someone’s night
If you wanted to be just a bit naughty
It’s totally free and perfectly okay with me.
Yet everyone just spends and always pretends
Love is about stuff and it’s never enough.
When did the heart become a selling plot?
Cupid feels dissed and now he is pissed
He cut his night short after receiving the report
That people were broke and had lost all hope
Maybe what we spend should be time with our friends
Instead of lots of money trying to impress our honey
What if we weren’t so prone to being afraid to be alone
We should all bail on the products they sell
And just be together and care for one another
Keeping cupid in mind while we try to find
The love that means everything.
Just saw the topic for this weeks writing challenge on daily post and thought this kind of fit the theme.
Okay, What if ? 
Nice read. I enjoyed it.
~ Darling
Thank you. I’m happy to hear it.
here! Here! I agree wholeheartedly! Great poem.
Thanks. Glad to know someone agrees.
Brilliant read!
I’m with you dude. The last thing we need around the house is more candy or flowers for the cats to eat anyway!
I enjoyed your post! 🙂 I imagine Cupid and St. Valentine can vent and console one another. I’m sure their complaints would be the same. 🙂