I take pleasure in the solitude,
But I shan't leave thee to die alone.
Alone as I did, all those years ago.
As most humans cling on love,
Should we do as the majority do?
Is it care to be there for someone?
Or is it love to care?
If I refuse to leave you to wither alone,
Does that mean I can love?
If I refuse to leave you to suffer alone as I did,
Does that mean that I can still care?
We know full well of the evils that lurk in the world,
Yet this pathetic planet is idolised.
We know that we destroy our home,
Yet we continue to create more killing machines.
I detest this idea and yet I cling to the light,
To love and care I hold on,
Pathetic as it may be.
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Author:
S.Prem. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 15th, 2018 16:07
- Comment from author about the poem: Do you realise that what humans cling onto is abstract? It really does leave to wonder if it's real. And, maybe it is. But, love and hate come under the same category. They're both abstract nouns; you don't see it, you feel it. And the you see people acting upon those feelings. It's just... a thought worth contemplating.
- Category: Reflection
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yes,it means you care
WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first Poem ! It has structure & character. Free verse ~ 18 lines ~ with good rhythm ~ nice to recite ~ I'm a performance Poet ! Lines 1 - 7 pose the Q "Is it love to care ?". Lines 8 - 18 the idea of the now & future existence of love & care in a World that seems hell bent on destroying itself ! Thanks for making us think ! Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my poems ~ I share my site with my Fiancee who is in NZ. We love EMOS ! B !
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