There will always be life after love
A person can only take so much
It will change your way of thinking
without it you will slowly start sinking
Shortly hitting rockbottom all alone
In darkness, your life will postpone
No one to judge you at your lowest
Blame a love that left you undressed
Bear bared with what you have left
Know that love was an emotional theft
Nothing but repetitiveness I've noticed
Revolving around one persons orbit
Garbage is whats left in the end of thought
Thoughts of never recovering from this clot
This grief that I feel could end me at will
This thrill that I also feel will be all uphill
Any assistance is forbidden from here
This love culprit will soon disappear
I will be on my own with noone to share
I have nothing left and its all I can bear
I will not look or feel the same after this
never knowing the feel of a sensual kiss...
Love is like a Vacuum Cleaner
Maybe I shouldn't have found this poem funny. But, it made me laugh, mostly I think because I so identified with it. Love, maybe not quite, unrequited love, lost love, or botched love, more likely, SUCKS THE LIFE OUT OF ME, too. Time to clean up again. Ah well, sigh. What we gonna do? Poetry is great therapy. We can complain to our heart's content and don't have to hear anyone say, Get off the pity pot! Instead, at least on this site, we read, "That was a great read." Good work Joel.
Love,
Liz
Totally enjoyed this read,
Totally enjoyed this read, and agree. Love changes as we grow, which is why people get depressed and feel lonely when they are alone I think. Growth is about acceptance that change is constant. Time stands still for nothing or no one, and in the end, it gets down to how much integrity you cultivate within you.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
As always...very thought
As always...very thought provoking.
Loved it.
wow!
great poem.. I teared up a little. :'( :p