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Array ( [sid] => 84599 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Love is a waste of time [time] => 2005-02-16 05:06:08 [hometext] => Please read. I put a lot into this....i'm still not sure if it's done(I just quit working on it) ...not real happy with the title I gave it either....anyway....always, abraham^_^ [bodytext] => I love and I am not loved
I love and an empty street
hangs over the sky
I love and a hooker
buys something to eat
with a black eye
I love and junkies
cast their love to me
I love and love
is a waste of time.

A quarter buys
a piece of gum
A dollar buys an hour
a cup of coffee
and dirty paper flowers
conceive in me
something unloved
unaware divided
something unwhole

something unwhole
that i cannot speak aloud
that i cannot ponder
pursue or press
against this screen
this page
this paper
playing at my soul.

I am
alone.

I have two beautiful dogs
loving parents
a brother
a sister

friend after friend after friend

Yet I am still alone.


There is one thing that i do not have.
There is one moment one time
one second above all else that I lack
that all the tears welling
in all the faces of the world
cannot gain
that all the memories and pain
that i contain
cannot issue forth

and that is two small hands
one moment of breathing
one second of realization
that i cannot have. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 48 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Love is a waste of time

Contributed by iodinelove on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 05:06:08 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I love and I am not loved
I love and an empty street
hangs over the sky
I love and a hooker
buys something to eat
with a black eye
I love and junkies
cast their love to me
I love and love
is a waste of time.

A quarter buys
a piece of gum
A dollar buys an hour
a cup of coffee
and dirty paper flowers
conceive in me
something unloved
unaware divided
something unwhole

something unwhole
that i cannot speak aloud
that i cannot ponder
pursue or press
against this screen
this page
this paper
playing at my soul.

I am
alone.

I have two beautiful dogs
loving parents
a brother
a sister

friend after friend after friend

Yet I am still alone.


There is one thing that i do not have.
There is one moment one time
one second above all else that I lack
that all the tears welling
in all the faces of the world
cannot gain
that all the memories and pain
that i contain
cannot issue forth

and that is two small hands
one moment of breathing
one second of realization
that i cannot have.




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Re: Love is a waste of time (User Rating: 1 )
by LouisaMontagu on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 05:20:55 AM AEST
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that is so beautifully written, flowed straight from the heart.

BBRymz


Re: Love is a waste of time (User Rating: 1 )
by artostuff on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 06:15:32 AM AEST
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I like this, especially the third and last two verses. Very emotional read. Thank you for sharing

if u would for one moment
take one breath as it
were your very last, would
you realise just then or
would you let that second
pass till again the hands
become as one...


Re: Love is a waste of time (User Rating: 1 )
by TheRaven on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 11:29:39 AM AEST
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i felt a lot of your heart's rants here, yet put down so beautifully. great job...hang in there though, love never fails in the end
the raven


Re: Love is a waste of time (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 01:15:57 PM AEST
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We die for the things we cannot have, but we rise from our own ashes. This is a stellar write. One of the best I have read today.
Stitch


Re: Love is a waste of time (User Rating: 1 )
by vibes2go on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 03:45:50 PM AEST
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This grabbed me..because I lost a child at 8 days ..

and that is two small hands
one moment of breathing
one second of realization
that i cannot have.

I would title it TWO SMALL HANDS... I don't know why..I just see those two little hands...it makes me cry..




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