Love

My feelings don't move,
they stay deep inside me,
I can't be so cruel to remove.

 
Many find it easy,
but they are the ones I pity,
they buried me in their past.

To make every moment,
sometimes gets sad,
when the past we soon forget.

 
It makes me think of unhappy marriages,
and lost baby carriages,
of broken homes,
and mothers on their own.

Life is a risk,
and this is why I'm so afraid,
we live to rot and throw away.

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Gosh, a brilliant poem this is! Life is about taking chances but I think living the best we can makes it worth it. =) Love is holy... a special emotion we feel... it's the light that can bring us out from the shadows of darkness. Even with the horrid things that life can bring about... i'm sure love can find a way to make it better.
Lovely poem! I love it.

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

I like the personfication of love with the past, it sheds an uneasy light of realistic tragedy, which seems to make love even than much more precious, a stirring piece my new friend.