Open Poetry #37 |
Unconditional Love |
JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
You could stab me with a thousand knives Then bleed me 'til the hearst arrives You could twist my mind in many ways Then leave it tangled in a daze You could torture me And that's for sure But still it's you That I adore You could color me until I'm blue Then look right through my anguished hue You could spit my feelings on the floor Then ask me to provide some more You could misuse me And that is true But still I want To be with you You could rape me with your words of hate Then watch my heart disintegrate You could pierce my soul with deadly stress Then laugh as I become a mess You could do all this And that I know But even still I love you so (Revised) "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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Edward Grim Senior Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 1154Greenville, South Carolina |
Very cool Jesus. (I've always wanted to say that). But seriously, nice writing. I like your tone. Cheers - Ed “True absurdism is not less but more real than reality” |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
JCP darling man this is one amazing piece from you, and haven't we all been there. This really is an excellent poem the structure and phrasing are absolutely spot on Take care as always Mushy x x Tomorrow is another day I don't know what it holds |
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JesusChristPose Senior Member
since 2005-06-21
Posts 777Pittsburgh, Pa |
Mr. Grim, thank you for the kind reply. Marsha, we've read each other for quite some time. Thanks for the comments. "If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead." |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
the kind of love will change...time will take care of that, Mike M |
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