When I was younger, I dreamt of love
A tale so sweet I had constant toothaches
Like cinderella; I wanted to find a prince who loved me for my heart
Or like sleeping beauty, a prince who could awaken my fantasies and bring them to life
Only when I grew up, I realized it was not that easy.
Love was demanding...
Love was sacrificial...
Love is painful.
Even though it could be beautiful, when given in the right amount
Just a little more salt could spoil the mix, and a little more love could turn suffocating.
I remain grateful that I came out of it alive.
As a child I remember I once heard someone say "Love is blind". I never quite understood
until I experienced the anxiety of falling into the unknown.
A journey among others to discover new landscapes.
Love is a song sang by all, until you are alone singing the last line...
wishing you had never put the record on.
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Author:
Jahlil (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 1st, 2022 10:50
- Comment from author about the poem: This was one of the poems that just came into my head one day, and i think it is the one i relate to most right now because love is a really wide topic. Love can have different meanings to anyone, but it is not always what it seems to be (sometimes).
- Category: Love
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I really like this message and the line "love is a song sang by all"...some don't do so well at it and others thrive. I write about love but your experience is sad. i want you to know that true love is out there and you don't have to be alone singing the last line.....Good luck!
Thank you for the encouragement and the comment
Omg what a message you've conveyed so finely. Love can sadly be disappointing and that line about love being "sacrificial" is so true. We often believe it will play out like fairytales but it's not always the case. Well done!
I am glad you liked it, thank you.
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