Should we leave it or let it die only god knows when we are telling lies. Trying to deceive what we wish we could believe but when its all said and done we wish it had never begun. Because its too hard to make it our hearts can barely take it but if we are lucky enough to make it our hearts will surely be graced with. Love. That’s all anyone ever wants. That’s all we ever need we’ll be straight that’s guaranteed if we need it we want it and if we want it we don’t need it but once we need it then we grab it n never let it go nor deceive it. It’s too precious to be played with n too heavy to be taken lightly. Once it’s gone its lost forever. Lost in incantation but found in imagination. Its what unites ones nation and it is celebrated on occasion. It can be your best friend at times and it can be your worst enemy. It can be the definition of two or more’s chemistry. 4 letters reigning over all. Its what picks us up when we fall. Chilled by the thought of desire inflamed by which we are blind to see love is nothing more than 4 letters; L.O.V.E.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
L.O.V.E.- POEM
Hey, so this week I am going to do something different from fashion and music and I am going to post a poem that I wrote. I have been writing poetry for a while now and I do it as a hobby. I usually write about random things that don't have anything to do with my life, but i enjoy it. This poem I'm posting is about love and how it is perceived by people. I've never been in love and I don't really believe in being in love. I believe being "in love" is figment of the imagination that makes people feel better about themselves as individuals. But maybe I don't believe in love because I've never been in love....but who cares anyway here is my poem it's titled L.O.V.E. enjoy.
Should we leave it or let it die only god knows when we are telling lies. Trying to deceive what we wish we could believe but when its all said and done we wish it had never begun. Because its too hard to make it our hearts can barely take it but if we are lucky enough to make it our hearts will surely be graced with. Love. That’s all anyone ever wants. That’s all we ever need we’ll be straight that’s guaranteed if we need it we want it and if we want it we don’t need it but once we need it then we grab it n never let it go nor deceive it. It’s too precious to be played with n too heavy to be taken lightly. Once it’s gone its lost forever. Lost in incantation but found in imagination. Its what unites ones nation and it is celebrated on occasion. It can be your best friend at times and it can be your worst enemy. It can be the definition of two or more’s chemistry. 4 letters reigning over all. Its what picks us up when we fall. Chilled by the thought of desire inflamed by which we are blind to see love is nothing more than 4 letters; L.O.V.E.
Should we leave it or let it die only god knows when we are telling lies. Trying to deceive what we wish we could believe but when its all said and done we wish it had never begun. Because its too hard to make it our hearts can barely take it but if we are lucky enough to make it our hearts will surely be graced with. Love. That’s all anyone ever wants. That’s all we ever need we’ll be straight that’s guaranteed if we need it we want it and if we want it we don’t need it but once we need it then we grab it n never let it go nor deceive it. It’s too precious to be played with n too heavy to be taken lightly. Once it’s gone its lost forever. Lost in incantation but found in imagination. Its what unites ones nation and it is celebrated on occasion. It can be your best friend at times and it can be your worst enemy. It can be the definition of two or more’s chemistry. 4 letters reigning over all. Its what picks us up when we fall. Chilled by the thought of desire inflamed by which we are blind to see love is nothing more than 4 letters; L.O.V.E.
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i love your poem, malcolm! when you said it was about love i expected it to be a conventional love poem, but i'm so glad that you put your own spin on it. woo!
ReplyDeleteYes, I agree with Karen. Thanks for posting your poem. I love that it's not in conventional lines but just runs along.
ReplyDeletewow that was really beautiful. It's really unique what you did there. I like the passion
ReplyDeleteYou really moved me with this. I think it should be performed out loud, I think the way its written it would sound awesome!
ReplyDeleteWOW MALCOLM!!!! THIS IS SO DOPE! You have very real emotion that you are putting out into the blogosphere- im sure Hambermas would be proud.
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