Guest Tyrunn Alberyn Posted September 27, 2002 Report Posted September 27, 2002 Can't they see, I long just as much, I wish like them all, to love and be loved. Can't they understand, I want to share, I need to receive, and want to give as well. Is this all there is, them fighting me, me fighting them, gaining us nothing at all. And now I've fallen, in love once again, and they don't understand, they won't leave me be. I love and yet cannot, I fear that I must go, into the realm of where, no love will ever come. --- This is my first poem in a LONG LONG time, but I should be able to visit more often again now. We should have cable at home in a few months, so you all will be seeing even more of me then.
reverie Posted September 30, 2002 Report Posted September 30, 2002 welcome back... I can relate some... but am confused as to who the 'them' and 'they' are in your poem... we're not machines; we long to be loved... but sometimes we just can't give it... maybe from old defence mechnism that went a'rye... an old pain... something blocks it... or maybe you just can't find someone to give it too... that is someone that will return it... so you wonder will my time come? every dog must have day, too cliche? maybe... if you find yourself in the position to make the great leap of faith required to love someone... i say take it... sure you could mess it all up... but atleast you took the chance. the old line about a coward dying a thousand deaths seems true to me in this respect... though sometimes it's better to play it kewl and wait for things to fall in you're lap... aah, but the waiting seems to last a life time... so maybe try working on yourself some... and let what will come, come... give to others too... and hope for nothing back.... a little bit of energy reflected back always helps... but don't expect it... am not saying give everything to ppl that misuse and take advantage of your kindness.... ahh, but it's hard to take your own advice... hmm, well, seem to have got off on a tangent again... later ppl am going to bed... revery the dreamlost "...nothing feeds a good flirtation like need and anger and desperation" (a.mann-the moth) the dream continues...
Guest SaberCoEP Posted October 4, 2002 Report Posted October 4, 2002 Well, although I don't know you, good to have you back. Very well written.. Most certainly the kind of poem I can relate to. To be able to open up to someone is a very hard thing to do, while being just as difficult to allow yourself to love someone.. Perhaps the old saying "you can't give someone your love, without first loving yourself" applies.. Because until you truly understand who you are, then you'll never be able to give your all to the other person.. But whatever your meaning behind this, good luck.. It's tough, but well worth it in the end. For the end is never seen, always heard and rarely understood.
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