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Two years back when I was so brokenhearted I wrote a poem. Reading it today, I learned that when we feel so much pain we tend to become great deceivers of ourselves. We tend to be blinded of the situation and fabricate that reality.Below is the poem full of hatred.I'm glad that I'm realizing now that not all conveyed in the poem speaks of the reality.

TO LOVE THAT IS NOT LOVE

Love is not a magical thing
For in loving there is so much hurting
Only fool will tell that love conquers all.
For if it is, you’ve forgotten ego
For if it is,my pride ceased to exist

Love paralyzed those who are unfortunate to get hit by it.
It stops you from enjoying momentous events.
You’ll be stuck in wilderness.
Love kills your whole being
You forget where you started
You don't know where you are headed
It seems that effortless longing does not have an end

Loving is never easy
For if it is, I would not be entangled
Love tears your heart apart
Yes, until there’s nothing left of you
Squandering all the invested emotions

In love there is so much pretension
Everything seems so unreal
Negative reality devoid of happiness
Beware! leaving reality will cause you so much trouble and so much of

I’m in search for the exit door
I could not find it
I don’t want to find it
For I may never experience this again
Yet I don’t want to be in this situation anymore

If only I can turn back time
I could have told you that
Yes, you can court me
But the thing is I’m not quite sure if you’re asking for real
I hate to say that to love is not love
For if it is I’m not put into this empty situation

To love is not love because you got no balls to stand up for me
Or should I say, you really never loved me
Poor me I was trapped to a love that is not love
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Shoer · 56-60, M
Your not alone. There was a guy that I had feelings for who wound up moving. I really liked him a lot, we even spent the night together. Now he’s moved away, and I’m broken hearted.
lalelilolu · 31-35, F
@Shoer Sorry to hear that..but someday you'll just laugh it of
Shoer · 56-60, M
That’s the thing, I haven’t. I really miss him.
in10RjFox · M
Great realisation. Writing is a great way to express our inner self.. And when we read what we wrote in the past, we learn how we mature and evolve.. And learn what we knew and what we thought, is quite different from what we have come to know now. As a child we are adamant in getting what we want, but we never know whether that is what we need and whether we can keep.

Love too has been such a toy we cry and get .. and a few years later.. the shape and place the toy is .. tells a lot how we outgrow fast in life..

 
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