Free verse poem on love and death |
tonight I sleep with a feathered rose entangled with sour memories the promises of life but the truth that everyone dies the truth that everyone leaves but abandonment aside it ensures the constant pain of love love of friends love of family romantical love and all other love the pain that eventually it will end and every time it is strengthened it cuts a bit more it weakens you and works to destroy you and after so many lost destroy you it will some go mad some get mad some just simply die but the same fate rests on all of us who love and let love into our lives the saying goes it is better to have loved and lost then never loved at all but how true is this idealistic statement moreover how true is love is it always worth the pain that is inevitable and with time will strike and the cuts will be deepest the longer you hold on so why even try what is the point to love and its simple instant gratification all it is is a good feeling but even that lasts only for a moment and in a flash its gone love is like a drug inducing brief euphoria but is slowly eating away at your soul enabling regret and shame and fear and yes, even death |