Struggle
poem by:
Kayleigh Blower
Written
on Nov 05, 2018
How can you love what was never loved. How can you love what was never given to be loved. How can you love what was never found. How can you love what was never lived. How can you love what was never protected. How can you love what was never a moment. How can you love what was never there.... K.B
Tags: Riddle, Confused, Pain, Weird,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Nov 05, 2018 at 6:34pm
I love it.....
Kayleigh Blower
commented on Nov 05, 2018 at 6:46pm
Thank you
Kayleigh Blower
commented on Nov 05, 2018 at 6:46pm
Thank you
Christopher Russon
commented on Jan 05, 2019 at 8:03pm
In a word.awesome.
Absolute
commented on Oct 05, 2019 at 2:59pm
Beautiful poem. It has a deep philosophical thought rooted in it. I interpret your poem where something like maya (illusion) tries to lure us with. Not real but keeps us bounded and tied. In fact the Hindu philosophy echoes a similar school of thought. Great Job
