People believe what they see


People believe what they want to believe,
If you do not let them truly see.
People need to believe what they truly believe,
Because the real truth would seem like trickery.


If you allow them to judge you, then judge you they will.
They will point the finger at you and you will be left still.
Silent in your real responses.
Afraid of ever taking chances.


They are unable to recite your recital.
It’s not that important, it’s just vital.
Their interpretation of your real-life events,
Will always be different to your self-evidence.


People cannot handle the truth,
Unless they have time to attune and retune,
To your mathematician mind, leading the blind,
Showing them a universe, they alone could never find.


People like stories about love,
For true stories are never boring.
A tale of romance will always be good,
Until you reach the ending.


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A collection of ‘Love is…’ Poetry
Bird


Love is free.
Give it to me.
Love has what I need;
Empathy.


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I never made it across


There are cracks in the pavement everywhere I walk.
The road goes up and down and up.
I don’t have the strength to continue to talk.
Neither do I have the will to be strong enough.


I am loves survivor, walking alone,
Staring at people that I just don’t know.
They see a man who is down on his luck.
I see my reflection and I don’t want to look.


I didn’t used to be this broken,
But love breaks the heart into a thousand pieces.
I no longer think of words never spoken,
Because all that would cause is misery.


I wander along, wondering about…
No direction, no compass, no hope.
I live alone, with no way out,
Of this Hell I call life…The only life that I know.


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My soul is hurting


Looking at the world with open eyes;
There is too much to despise.
If all you see is truth in lies,
Then love will break your heart, as it did mine.


My soul is hurting, my heart is sad and depression is my darkness.
I can no longer carry on living with this.
Love is light, love brings me happiness and love is the only cure.
Love is gone, love no longer exists; I no longer go through doors.


I walk the roads alone at night,
With no hope left in sight.
I have fallen too many times for no love,
That I no longer head towards any light.


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Rambling


History is anything that has already happened.
The future is anything that will, or could, possibly happen.
The present time does not exist, it is already gone;
Not even a chance to place a full stop,
As existence is constant, evolution permanent.
All stupid questions have never been relevant.


Living a life of apathy is not a God send.
It hollows me to not care about pleasing others.
Write the words that make you happy in the end.
Paint my dot-to-dot with any colours.
In front of you all stands a giant wall.
A barrier between us to save me when you fall.


Now is the time to draw a line under what I have said.
Cross out your anger,
As your picnic hamper is glowing red,
From all the second cheapest wine you could order;
So casual this disorder.


You think you exist, therefore you do not.
I have already lost everything that you think you have got.
I didn’t miss a single thing.
All I want is for you to say something.


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Question marks behind your eyes


Why do you have love hearts in the centre of your eyes,
When you look at me?
Why do your iris’ glow a different colour,
Each and every time we speak?
Why does your smile rise, when I appear out of nowhere?
Why do you think about me, when I am not even there?
Why do you find me attractive?
Nobody else does.
Why are you always waiting,
For a time when there is an ‘Us’?


Why are you bothered if I don’t notice your look?
Why do you mention me when you are talking about love?
Why can you not concentrate when you are reading your book?
Why do you persist, where other people have given up?
Why dream at all that I could be the one?
Why think of me when you hear a love song?


Why describe me when talking of your ideal mate?
Why never speak until it is too late?
Why keep it secret, the way that you feel?
Why be scared of rejection, when only love can heal?
Why not take a chance at a thousand ‘I love you’s?
Maybe one day I will say, I love you too.



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Naturally Evil


I have given up on love, I’m done.
I have seen enough.
I watch people claiming to be in love,
Living ordinary lies.
I see people pass each other and genuinely fake a smile,
As they tear apart each other’s lives.


I’ve seen the mighty heart fall to the weak,
In the hands of the cruelest defeat.
The hand of the person they are holding hands with,
Is the hand that will strangle them with a kiss.


I’ve seen mountain’s moved as living proof.
I’ve seen the worthlessness of this cause.
I have been a man with truth absolute.
Love is a nice idea, for you and yours.


The reality is, it is yet to exist.
I have seen ‘true’ love disappear.
The oceans of tears that have been cried,
Couldn’t stop the break-up of the year.


I have sunken beneath the waves,
And seconds later been replaced.
A rendezvous was so easily arranged…
I saw it on your face.


Left hand waving goodbye, right hand dialing.
Left hand blowing a kiss, right hand lying.
Beckoning and greeting as you are leaving.
I have seen them come and go, believe me.


The buttons on the dress,
The fall of Adonis.
The Fairy Princess,
And now gone is,
All the pointless love!


Earthquakes roar, there is nothing more.
No rise, no fall, just dust.


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