a lov thing

a lov thing

A Poem by linear

Embroiled in the insanity of a hopelessly forlorn chance of a foolish folly called love. I toss the cube, and hope, wish though reality is so often harsh,for the roll to come up with the numbers I choose.Now measuring out by the smallest increments my hope of any gain.I see by necessity that one must rely on the other's capacity to give and not my oen to take.There is no reason to this absurd emotion, it seems I must die and be reborn another person and so embrace this life!

© 2014 linear


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"Love has they say, so many sides. the soft touch the embrace a tender kiss upon soft lips. Love they say, can be deep meaningful, or simply a means of escape evasive, fragile as a butterflies wings. Love I once believed was passionate, all consuming at least it seemed to me. Love I believe can bring much joy and yet render so much pain. Love is an enigma I cannot explain."

I think the day we all figure out love is the day this earth will know peace, I used to believe that too, that love was all consuming, smothering, but the right love should enhance not take over, and there are so many kinds of love. I know nothing of love myself, especially when i'm in it :) but when it supports it's self
without any props and stays true I think it's safe to believe that what ever form it is in, that it is at least real.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The one thing `bout love is for sure: "It never dies, no matter what". Today, the love has reached out the strings of loving spirits with the potential of being loved by all the countless souls. At first, the love seemed very joyous but on contrary, it`s all what seemed living across the bushes of darkness & we find ourselves into the zones of "subtle" memories of "hospitality" sitting around the corner of the room holding the tears in.. to eyes. A love`s a very variant thing to face. It holds the breath in winds.. the peace in heart... the warmth to bodies & the emotions for life so, that`s why I called it "capricious" & we`re all finding it "static" but, the fact is... the love can`t be static even how the "winds" can be static? The winds`re its "realm" so, it moves.. it walks... and it blows to the directions of winds to "embrace" the rest of the moments of life with peace. The title of your write`s quiet impressive to me so.. the words as well. Nicely plotted!

Posted 6 Years Ago


linear

6 Years Ago

I have no idea what you said...but never the less I truely thank you for taking the time ....
Wórdsmíth

6 Years Ago

I said, "the love has no direction to blow" and the love`s peaceful but it`s desperate for "joy" as .. read more
linear

6 Years Ago

Thank you again :0)
"Love has they say, so many sides. the soft touch the embrace a tender kiss upon soft lips. Love they say, can be deep meaningful, or simply a means of escape evasive, fragile as a butterflies wings. Love I once believed was passionate, all consuming at least it seemed to me. Love I believe can bring much joy and yet render so much pain. Love is an enigma I cannot explain."

I think the day we all figure out love is the day this earth will know peace, I used to believe that too, that love was all consuming, smothering, but the right love should enhance not take over, and there are so many kinds of love. I know nothing of love myself, especially when i'm in it :) but when it supports it's self
without any props and stays true I think it's safe to believe that what ever form it is in, that it is at least real.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm pretty sure you were the guy and / or girl that stomped by my sites stating you would never succomb to such a worthless emotion ever again. I think we agreed to disagree somewhere along the way, I hope you do love dear linear, I hope it chokes you with such a mad bright brilliance that the sun pales in comparison and I hope it's such a sweet deep ache that it leaves you dewy eyed and waxing poetry by the night's half burned candles, (ps it's someone's birthday tomorrow, maybe you know who that is, please extend my best regards if you do.)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Corset

6 Years Ago

plagiarism is a constant nightmare for me, exposed to so many talented poets, i'm always petrified t.. read more
linear

6 Years Ago

Accidental plagiarism, is not plagiarism at all...it's almost impossible to write something complete.. read more
Corset

6 Years Ago

Could be why musicians are allowed the ten second rule to change it up , do you think?

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