My love is like a plant;
It needs sunshine and someone to take care of it.
If it is forgotten,
it wll start to die inside and then days later, outside.
My love is like a pool.
From the outside it looks simple, clean and pure.
Dig a little deeper, and it is full of chemicals, piss and filth.
My love is like a teddy bear.
Soft and loving on the outside,
while the inside is merely filled with “stuff”.
My love is like an endless bored game.
You play and play, yet there is never any winner,
Because it is and always will be just a game.
The bottom line is my love is like death.
The most confusing thing in the world,
that no one will ever figure out.
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Author:
grayc8814 (
Offline) - Published: June 2nd, 2017 00:28
- Comment from author about the poem: I am going through a rough patch with a spouse and poetry spoke to me.
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That's why I took up poetry . To express my pain and isolation on paper when no one else would listen . And I'm still writing 53 years later . You do good expressing you angst and isolation . Often any questions you have about life can be expressed or worked out in poetry . Bored should be board game and I remember playing board games for days before someone won . And the question on death had been answered in poetry millions of times , maybe billions . It's all so Confucius .
Good write, many of us find that expressing our emotions and troubles in words on paper help us. Welcome to MPS.
And it spoke so
Very well grayc
Love this poem
WELCOME Friend ~ Thanks for your first poem which allowed you to share your angst ~ I trust you found it CATHARTIC (pain releasing). Life does seem hard and futile at times and we all offer you our support & prayers ! Thinking of you BRIAN (UK)
Welcome to MPS, grayc! Your poem is too beautiful to be distracted from by simple word errors. Swingline corrected one. The other is in the last line... 'never' should be 'ever'. Hope you are not put off , you didn't ask for editing, but the poem was so near perfection I couldn't resist.
Nice work ...will excellent meanings
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