Open Poetry #22 |
Questioning Love |
BlueEyes Member
since 2002-08-30
Posts 152TX, USA |
All the poems of love we’ve found, All the poems of love we’ve lost… Makes a fool like me to wonder, Why does it come at such a cost? Amid the heartache, Amid the tears… Is this really what life is about- Searching for all these years? Make each moment special, Live life with no regrets… Is this the smartest thing to do? Placing all your bets? What makes him so special? Why must I love him so? Is there someone else out there, Will I ever know? Will something in my heart tell me, That I need to search no more? Will I ever feel he loves me, too? Will I ever know for sure? Playing all these silly games, Am I just wasting time? Maybe instead of searching for love, I’ll just search for words that rhyme…. (Hee, hee – just threw that last part in there for fun! ) |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I like it Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
BlueEyes - this one deserves another go around. When we search hard for it, it doesn't seem to happen, but when one doesn't look, my, my, what can happen.... BC |
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Miah Senior Member
since 2002-08-26
Posts 1062Pennsylvania |
sigh, very enjoyable read. The heart searches often, this I know. wonderful poem. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Blue Eyes, tis true though whether we are happy in love or miserable because of love it seems we must write about it. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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