many moons ago
I could have
thought this be true,
but love is never lost,
it's just removed
from our view,
enough is always enough,
when enough has been done,
it just isn't always easy,
and rarely ever fun.
when it's seems
nothing has been gained,
the truth remains in a seed,
It's usually plenty enough,
just not what filled the need.
when love's always sweet,
tough love is what's missing,
it's isn't always about,
all the hugging and kissing.
let go and let love,
show your true love the way,
sometimes it's the pain that cures,
the heart too shallow and grey.
blow it away,
and let go of expectation,
you'll find most times that even love,
needs a vacation!!!!
:-))))
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yt-ybUuZjLE
10:14 PM 6/29/2013 ©
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About your poem
You really rock like an earthquake . One has to hold on to something firm to escape being carried away. I dare not interact with HUGE talent.. You people write too good. Roc is a Megaquake.
©bishu
Thank you bishu...you are a
Thank you bishu...you are a talent in yourself, my friend, and I so admire your understanding and the time you take to understand American prose and poetry. You are a diamond.
Blessings
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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. "