Poem -
emotionless.
I love him, but with double emotions,
for the one i love has none to give,
nothing but what he thinks is love,
but in reality its not love, its lust,
that's what his brain sends out,
lust is all he is made of, not love, not caring nor warmth,
all he has is lust, in order to love, he must first love himself,
but how?
when he doesn't know the meaning of love.
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I wrote a paper on this, kinda a speculation on how it might be possible that humans are being born unable to love only feeling horny more or less, more and more than in a previous hundred years, it sucks because I'm not one of these guys but I hear it all the time from my girl friend that all men are pigs then she corrects herself and says except you baby lol
Wow really, i think its sad she quotes all men are pigs, i feel sorry for them, having to loose great people from their lives, due to having no feelings allowing them to walk away, i only hope they have the opportunity to feel great love, and the immense importance of who they are inside, thank you sir Tim holtman for your male perspective on this subject, much love xx
Sadly miss Merrill, i did leave, he didn't follow xx
I read this poem slowly. You have double emotions for one, while you love the one that has nothing to give. Plus the one does not know how to love. Without saying much, this says a great deal. We often invest ourselves in a losing venture.
Yes Glenn loving for two hoping its enough, but tiering along the long road, feeling helpless, claming defeat xx
Nardine Sanderson,
A very emotion touch in your verse, My nomination
Love, Regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Wow thank you so much sir WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, in so happy to hear this ,
much love Nardine xx
absolutely hun. love this write. speaks to me in so many ways.Â
thank you :)
Thank you Laura wighton xx
Indication towards general attitude of modern love. Now-a-days man has become mad, he only wants to make an object of his wild wish that is lust in the shadow of god gifted power of love which is absolutely shameful. Whereas if we compare the nature of woman's in this motif they are still innocent. Throughout in her life they demands mere to see sign of sincerity and truthfulness on face of her consort. I praise feelings of the poetess.
Love, Regards...
Ravindra Kumar
Thank you Ravindra Kumar, your comments and praise is appreciated, much love xx
Congrats on your winning nomination
Love, regards
WILLIAMSJI
Thank you so much sir WILLIAMSJI, and everyone for the comments left much love xx