Poem -
....of this love thing....
To enjoy the living whilst
missing the dead
A precarious balance
It has to be said
A feat to be tackled without
killing hearts
Because hearts must live on
That's the very hard part
But then
Tears and forced smiles are
good friends these days
And i'm of a mind now that was
always the way, but
I wish God had told me before it
begun
Then... of this love thing...
I would have chose none
But the game must go on
And boy...isn't it fun?
And no cheating, you hear
For the gods will have none
But then, tears and forced
smiles
Are good friends these days
And according to God
That was always the way
M P 24/9/21
Like 1 Pin it 1
Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
Comments
They do say "fake it til you make it"
It's hard, this life and death thing. How do you find a true smile when death has broken you? Love is the greatest gift but the flipside is such hurt. Everything has a flip side. This poem of yours is deep and asks a valid question, Why do we love when it can hurt us so badly? And the answer is, becausecwe are human and it is what good humans do — we love.
Hugs xx
Hugs 💜💛🧡