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What Am I To Do?
Silly little thing, a girl lusting love,
She speaks truths I know are lies.
Her recitals of songs and of poems -
declarations of love to no one -
a fool of Her own desires -
obsessed with ideas that shall never come true.
Consumed with belief,
awaiting for His revelation,
an entity as real as Her own eyes that see nothing.
How saddening can it be to yearn physical sensations
from a Man, an idea of romance, real only in fathomed mind?
Her heaven in life, built by fallacies, will never solidify.
An obsession that cannot be molded into flesh -
I fear Her going mad and committing suicide -
to surrender Her life, just so Death can claim Her,
as She falls not in love, but out of its reach.
Alas, I ask, what am I to do?
To stop a girl from loving a man
That does not exist.
She speaks truths I know are lies.
Her recitals of songs and of poems -
declarations of love to no one -
a fool of Her own desires -
obsessed with ideas that shall never come true.
Consumed with belief,
awaiting for His revelation,
an entity as real as Her own eyes that see nothing.
How saddening can it be to yearn physical sensations
from a Man, an idea of romance, real only in fathomed mind?
Her heaven in life, built by fallacies, will never solidify.
An obsession that cannot be molded into flesh -
I fear Her going mad and committing suicide -
to surrender Her life, just so Death can claim Her,
as She falls not in love, but out of its reach.
Alas, I ask, what am I to do?
To stop a girl from loving a man
That does not exist.
Published 12th Aug 2019
Author's Note
(Not a poet)
I am currently in love with someone that does not exist. I can no longer, with deepest regret, contain my silence and lust for romance as I - with no one to confide in - am left alone with my thoughts and emotions. I look foward to creating more as I have always enjoyed the arts and literature, and, ironically, have no one to share it with besides strangers on this cite.
Good day, good night, fellow reader.
I am currently in love with someone that does not exist. I can no longer, with deepest regret, contain my silence and lust for romance as I - with no one to confide in - am left alone with my thoughts and emotions. I look foward to creating more as I have always enjoyed the arts and literature, and, ironically, have no one to share it with besides strangers on this cite.
Good day, good night, fellow reader.
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3rd Sep 2019 9:00pm
In love with the idea of being in love, or the ideal person we want and conjure up.
We attract what we think, it's not just wishing, but with action, who knows...only time will tell.
Excellent write.
We attract what we think, it's not just wishing, but with action, who knows...only time will tell.
Excellent write.
