My Love

My Love

A Poem by Naomi Bloom

A love poem.


My love is a judge.

A cold judge with a heart made of stone.

You couldn’t call it love.

The more appropriate word would be test.

My love is a test

Put forth by the judge.

If I move away,

If I speak quietly or

If I don’t speak at all

It is all held against me.

Evidence for the other side.

My love seems so hopeless,

Like catching and trapping air 

In my bare hands.

He wants me;

It seems like he really wants me

And I want him, so badly,

But I can’t.

I’ve tried to speak up for myself

But my words travel to the back of my mind

Instead of streaming out of my mouth,

Like the butterflies always nestled

In my stomach.

Love is a risky thing.

I can’t picture us being together 

Without whispering and ridicule.

It’s so beautiful 

But at the same time so horrible.

Love is a drug,

An ecstasy.

So distracting that you forget your friends.

And for what?

One look.

A voice,

A gorgeous, but hesitant voice;

A mystery.

That mystery that pulls you out of bed each morning,

And brushes your teeth.

But love was, 


And will always be


© 2013 Naomi Bloom

Author's Note

Naomi Bloom
Written during my first year of university, circa 2008.

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Well done.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Naomi Bloom

8 Years Ago

Thank you.

8 Years Ago

A confusing take on love and relationships but I like the overall feel of this poem...:)

Posted 8 Years Ago

Naomi Bloom

8 Years Ago

Thanks. :)
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)
love is nothing! Although I really disagree with this, and with 90% of what the poem hold, but i liked the structure of the poem

Posted 8 Years Ago

Naomi Bloom

8 Years Ago

Haha thanks, I guess?

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Added on January 13, 2013
Last Updated on January 13, 2013
Tags: love, judge, poem, personal, romance, infatuation, fantasy, sadness, longing, quiet, misunderstanding, poetry, writer, writing, stone, heart, feelings, test, word, abstract, concept, evidence, fear


Naomi Bloom
Naomi Bloom

Ontario, Canada

An amateur writer of poems, short stories and other types of writing. I recently graduated from university and I am trying to figure out what to do with my life. Victorian England, name meanings, be.. more..

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