Unreal Reality

Unreal Reality

A Poem by nyi

Is the nature of love so serene?

And by its touch I might be redeemed?

As I reach out for human faith

Love is actually a barren place

Love as in the form of illusion?

Don’t wake me up from this delusion

Why is pure love so rare?

Might search it for my whole life that I dare

Without love, life becomes cheap

Obsessed with ego our hearts are reaped

Bouncing up and down in life

With our might, for what do we fight?

Craving for things that will not last

Outrun by nature, share the love we must

 All alone somewhere in our private place

Acting strong and mighty, hiding our fragile face

Like toddler we hang our hope on stars

Desperately reaching for something so so far

Blinded by our own greed

Risking for things that we do not need

So we impeach life itself for a treason

With the real and undefined reason

Do not let love be crushed

By harsh reality until we turn into dust

Here and there a fickle of love we should share

To young and old, even though life itself isn’t fair

When by mortal fear we are being swallowed

Afraid not for our hearts will no longer be hollow


Nyi

( 17.5.2011 )


© 2011 nyi


Author's Note

nyi
I'm not sure I have pictured what I want to say in this writing..I tried as my writing skill would allow me to dig into this subject. Thanks for reading this..say whatever you want to say..well the title..it just slips into my mind..well..this is what i think what most of us do..we are always finding love from difficult angles..and forget to share love..

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It is a great piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Intense love is like an intense lecture and you know thats the question you are going to skip on the exam paper.
Sharing is caring. But caring is not sharing. Complex.
I believe to share true love, or even to love, two people need to have the same definition of the word: love.
It is such a vast emotion, no one knows its motion, and so I think they only way is to have the same definition, otherwise it is all pointless, a waste of endless effort and a big temper of unappreciated actions. Thoughts?
Well written piece. I like what you have done.
How far love is from reality. We make love what we perceive and want it to be and put a cover of what it really is. That is well expressed. Great work.

Posted 12 Years Ago


So we impeach life itself for treason.This is just one little treasure in the lyrical flow you have with this piece.Love is given so freely by those who do not understand it.I love this poem from the full understanding and I am pleased with the feeling of happy it creates.

Posted 12 Years Ago


"Do not let love be crushed
By harsh reality until we turn into dust"
Strong and beautiful words made this poem a pleasure to read. I like the hope and the energy in the words. I like the style of this poem. Took me back 400 years with real emotion and strong desire in the words. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


This poem speaks volumes about how hard it can be to let go and trust another person with the most valuable thing we have....

Posted 12 Years Ago



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