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    Eccentric Rodent Dyrwen's Avatar
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    As close to a love poem as I get

    Watched "Meet Joe Black" today, I happen to like it. I felt such things in this poem as it progressed. It's... a little strange.

    Lovingly Ignorant
    So high above, you soar away from me,
    casting down a stare that looks deep into my eyes,
    trusting you so perfectly, forgetting any thought of lies.
    Bursting echoes from the darkness in my heart,
    beating for your breath, standing any farther apart.

    Attached merely by experience, we cannot leave,
    forever in my mind you stay, leaving me unable to breathe.
    To only know you closer, only beckons my soul nearer,
    for seeing who you truly are completely fills my chest,
    left trapped with you in my head, forgetting a chance to rest.

    I walk on without thought into the obscurity,
    feeling so far away from you, hoping to never find you.
    Knowing you in my heart and feeling you in my mind,
    is the only thing I seek to know, or ever truly find.

    To have you in grasp, or holding apart of my love,
    could only destroy my life and will to live it at all.
    Without the ideal that lives on in your soul,
    I've nothing to wish for, and nothing to want,
    trapped in life without a need after finding what I sought.

    Nothing to really live for, once I've found my most complete,
    the joy and passion, the desire and feeling,
    all of it torn into little but a dream, if I escape this scene.
    The time without you, unimaginable yet so real,
    captured by its beauty yet alive by its sorrow.

    This life holds the same outcome as all,
    ending with death after a long winded fall.
    I can only hope never to bring that loss to anyone,
    for it is a pain only I would wish to have,
    tortured by its hate and anger,
    knowing how real life can be deep with danger.

    Selfish and wanting, life transparently tells all;
    we see it before us and most ignore it outright,
    never truly understanding how close they were to that sight.
    I may never know or may never try,
    for hoping at such ignorance, is the last wish before I die.
    Captured forever in someone's mind,
    leaving this world knowing I never tried,
    yet somehow feeling that much more alive.
    To think is to blog is to distract is to stop is to destroy is to die is to think therefore I am not good enough

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    hmm... Have you ever been in love? I haven't... so I don't really know what it's supposed to sound like... but-no offense- it doesn't sound that much like you have either...
    Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.
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    I lost my will to love a year or so ago. Realized I've yet to love, nor do I find a purpose to love.

    But, this poem was an encarnation of what love appeared to be to another..
    To think is to blog is to distract is to stop is to destroy is to die is to think therefore I am not good enough

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    Hi Dyrwen...a tiny reply...the "will" doesn't have bundles to do with it. It has zero to do with it. It generally knocks one over, either with a TKO punch, or the strength of the proverbial butterfly...

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    I have to want to love to love. I will not join into a relationship with any person in a loving sense at any time.

    Love may occur, but that doesn't mean one has to follow into it. It is merely a set of needs and wants, I do not want love nor do I need love, therefore I will not attempt to gain love.

    It's fairly simple.
    To think is to blog is to distract is to stop is to destroy is to die is to think therefore I am not good enough

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    *smiling* ahhhh, a person a cynical as I am... I like to think I'm too pragmatic for such complications. but still, to some point, it's always partially you telling yourself that you don't need anybody... and you can't really tell if that's true or not.
    Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.
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    I remember how as a child I thought love was the culmination of life. I think this is because almost every movie/story ends with two lovers finally getting together despite obsticals; they never shows what happens after the kiss or the wedding, it's considered anti-climactic.

    In real life it seems more like a bunch of people randomly bumping into people and never matching. If you eventually bump into someone who matches, great, but its not something you want to base the entire happiness of your life on. I think more than anything, love is complimenting the needs of another person. Like when people graduate from college, everyone suddenly pairs up and gets married--not so much because they're in love, but because that's what it's time to do. I am sceptical of any love that occurs when the timing is "just right."

    Otherwise, I am skeptical of the whole to death do us part deal. I just don't know is I believe in soulmates who can love each other for their entire life. Love doesn't seem at all trustworthy.
    If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft, and of thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left, sell one, and with the dole buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.

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    Too transient. True. I also agree it's stupid how people are just expected to live their lives a certain way; in a certain order; and 'love' is just supposed to be a part of that.
    Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.
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    about the poem it was awsome

    and i have to tell u that the to me the only true love
    is a mothers love and care for her child
    Her heart is played like well worn strings; in her eyes the sadness sings; of one who was destined for better things.

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