Negation.
I accept
the love you do not feel
the pain you do not give
the torment you do not inflict.
I accept
love negated
cease to fight
that which is lost to sight.
I accept
being passion's bride
at sorrow's bedside
watching your life
never being mine.
posted by Pincushion @ 11:27 AM
10 comments
10 Comments:
Bittersweet! Striking term, 'passion's bride'.
Intense is right - the woman as the other, always looking in?
Sighs... Love, thrive,and self-acceptance, this poem shows it all.
Agastya, Michelle, Pandora - Thank you very much for your appreciation and kind words. They encourage me :->
Geetanjali - something like that ;->
Rachel Ann - I am very honoured that you think that way about my poems Rachel Ann, thank you so much :->
"watching your life
never being mine"
Sniff. How sad...
And it is because I know how it feels.
Kept my promise, Anj! And the second half of it too - I've read these with pleasure! Shall be a frequent pest :)
the power to express ... you are blessed with it.my email id is muralikris_5@yahoo.com .i would like to make friends with you
Free spirit-I am sure you understand..thank you.
Speckled Band-Thank you for visiting and your very kind words of appreciation.
Murali K - I am glad you liked the poem. Thank you very much for the kind words. As for being friends..all of us already are, aren't we :->
SO beautifully written..i wish i could accept "love negated" so easily as well.U have captured it so beautifully with words..
loved reading this
can you please teach me how to write like this?
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