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The Honest one
Lv 4
The Honest one asked in Arts & HumanitiesPoetry · 1 decade ago

What did love say? Part one?

I wrote this when I was 12 years old. I am amazed at its content but not of it’s subject, what do you think?

For a day I spoke to love, love told me such wonderful things about how people feel when they are in love.

Love told me that there was a wonderful world of emotions that twisted your insides making you feel like a person happy to be a live.

Love told me about the feeling of being wanted, cherished and nurtured and how the feeling can set your heart racing, filling it with joy and happiness.

I was so impressed with what love was saying, I asked if I was possible for me to have some, With glee it was offered to me, but what did not tell me, was that love can also be a nightmare.

Yes, I have the emotion, but it’s been twisted, screwed, tortured and burnt through jealously and selfishness. It’s been undermined, battered and least of all stamped on by a giant foot.

Update:

Part 2

Yes I have been wanted,, but not for love, but for personal gain, to be used as a tool to make another look good in front of others, to be used, unwanted and despised.

Yes I felt my heart race, but not out of passion, but through fear, pain and sadness.

But I have felt joy, all be it for another, whom had the joy of another when they hold the power, they hold your heart, they demise, control, flatten, de little you and most of all break you into so many pieces, you can’t find the strength, the faith, or the heart to mend yourself

Yes I have felt warmth, then warmth of a scowl, the heat of an unwarranted argument, where you are never right, the warmth of the hand that gleefully beats you until you surrender.

Yes I think about the person, I think about the dread I fear upon their arrival home. I think about the pain forth coming, I think about what is going to happen to me next, I think about how this person can openly hurt,

Update 2:

Part 3

demise, belittle and simply brush one aside with out a care for their needs for comfort. Yes they are forever in my thoughts, but purely out of fear and pain.

So Love, when you tell others what you told me, remember that love is not so beautiful, but used as a tool that can be used against another, to inflict pain, suffering, rejection and most of all being nothing in the eyes of another person

Peter 21,07.1972

Update 3:

When reading this take into consideration it is 25 years old, I found it in amongst some papers when clearing out cupboards.

Update 4:

Lee D, I am always ready for criticisms, but you should really read it from a child's (ie 12 years old) point of view, it has nothing to do with your answer, your running on the wrong tracks. But your answer gives me an idea of where you are coming from, does it hurt you, can you still feel the pain, Be like me and let it go, your life will be much better. Peter

Update 5:

It would be nice if people broadened there answer, one can never fully understand where there mind lies. Grumpy old man, get out your music book as I will start writing something for you. make it nice and slow with a melodic beat that captures the heart of the message.

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  • Anonymous
    1 decade ago
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    Pretty good for a 12 year old! When I read it, I think of how cruel love can be. And that not all of us are going to be lucky in love!

    This poem reminds me of my sister, she's absolutely fascinated by her fiance, she really loves him but yet he treats her like dirt.

    He's only with her because she's in a well paid job, she's bought him a car and she buys him designer clothes and jewellery! She is even taking him to Spain, for three weeks for his birthday! This guy is no angel and he doesn't deserve anything that she buys him. He never pays his way and he doesn't even buy his own groceries, and if my sister borrows money from him to buy HIM food, she has to give him the money back! Not only that, but he has cheated on my sister with his 'best friends' wife! My sister has found on his phone, text messages from her, saying how much she loves him, but yet my sister refuses to believe whats going on! I have even witnessed him jumping into a car with other women outside a pub, when my sister was working! I wish that she could pull the Vail from her eyes and see him for what he really is. I want her to realise that he's not in love with her and that he never was!

    I think I'll get her to read this poem and ask her what it reminds her of!

  • Sarah
    Lv 6
    1 decade ago

    I think this is a good poem for any age. At 12 you have a lot of in site. Very well written and I'm glad you were able to save it all these years.

    I have saved a lot of my son's work that he wrote as a child and he is 43 years old now. I still enjoy going back and reading what it wrote.

    Thank you for sharing it with us. You were a bright 12 year old.

  • Anonymous
    1 decade ago

    Is this a coverup for your past years revenge until u got caught with your own words spoken but written by me. Such repeated questions about how girls can go for bad boy etc..but forgot to include yourself as you potrayed to view yourself as different and nice etc well not in my book...as i was played a fool and you didn't give a s---. so get lost. go find another and try it on them.I hope u feel even since i gotta draw the line

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    and accept that i was never loved at all. Hope u feel better. RAUS

    Source(s): JERK I WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG
  • Grumpy Old Man
    Lv 4
    1 decade ago

    Write me some lyrics and I'll put them to music. You are a soul mate and you have TALENT! Regards Philip

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