Love is

Love is the way you feel when truth speaks,
Building blocks of stone up behind the logic,
But you never peek

Love is like a race car to see who wins
Whose marriage will last and whose marriage will end
Whose will fall down the drain?
Who will be scarred? 

Who will be strained?

Is it I who has been fooled? 

Looking upon the eyes of the secretly happy never really depressed
Or am I restrained and repressed?

Looking for a lie to seek and truth to speak
To come down from amphetamine 

The feeling it gives me
To love then hate

To seek a clean slate.

I am stone

I am cold 

Pulled me aside to tell me you seek and sold your soul

Love is a way to find what you lost

When really what you lost has been found and its decoy to make you Deaf

To never hear sound

Love is the way to seek the strained

Connect to the ones who never even
Seen the light or called out for hope in the night

Love is stupid

Love is a lie

A denial you can't hide

Love is a way to keep you sane

Love is fake 

Love will never give you what they take

Author's Note

I do have problems understand punctuation when it comes to poetry. So if you have any advice, that'd be great.

This is a poem I wrote when I was 15.

Reviews

[Rafy T.Nym]

This poetry is composed beautifully and it has a wonderful flow of meaning.

The 'Other' meaning and definition of love is expressed here honestly. A mourning of broken heart is mind-catching.

You need to capitalize first words of every sentence when you are writing poetry and place fullstop at the ending of every paragraph,these are actually the basic rules.

Keep posting here.Best wishes.

[Kay J.]

thank you so much!