How Many.... Before?
How many times must I say, “I love you.”
before you accept it as true?”
How much love must I reveal
before you know that it’s real?
How many games must we play
before we both pull away?
How many smiles can you paint on
before I sense that you’re gone?
How many whispers must I hear
before I believe my own ears?
How many cold kisses must we share
before I realize that you don’t care?
How many lies will you tell me
before you say we can not be?
How many times…Don’t ask, I know it.
How many times must my heart be broken
before I become a poet?
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Author:
MendedFences27 (
Offline) - Published: January 8th, 2026 13:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bunch of age old questions.
- Category: Love
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Comments3
Numbers seem to matter when it is not the quantity but quality of the response that one must listen to. I love the last line that makes it clear that poets come from suffering and continual hope. Lovely
Relax into it a little or give it up; them's your stark choices.....
You have become a poet MF so all is well.
Andy
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