The Opposite of Love
Some people think
The opposite of love
Is hate...
That’s a big mistake;
When you’ve loved someone
With all your soul,
And poured everything
From your heart,
When you’ve loved-someone
So deeply from the start
And then love-leaves-you,
Like a soul-shattering-pain-of-glass
You’re hoping soon that-this-will-pass
Wondering how the hell
Did your wires-get-so-crossed?
The opposite of love
Is not hate at all
The opposite of Love
is
Loss…
Some people think
The opposite of love
Is hate...
That’s a big mistake;
When you’ve loved someone
With all your soul,
And poured everything
From your heart,
When you’ve loved-someone
So deeply from the start
And then love-leaves-you,
Like a soul-shattering-pain-of-glass
You’re hoping soon that-this-will-pass
Wondering how the hell
Did your wires-get-so-crossed?
The opposite of love
Is not hate at all
The opposite of Love
is
Loss…
I agree!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem and image!
Excellent poem with an excellent picture!
ReplyDeleteThank you Jonie and Mike! :)
ReplyDeletelove the poem, it is soooo true!!! love the pic too. love you sis!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janis! :)
ReplyDeleteHaunting, both the image and the poem... and so true!
ReplyDeleteI should probably not say how interesting the curves and lines are in the photo for Anna may see my reply and may hit me on the head with a broom stick, so I will not say anything about the curves and lines however interesting they are.
ReplyDeleteThat's right, Preston, don't mention anything about the curves and lines -- not a word! :)))
ReplyDeleteActually, that's why I chose that particular background -- the colors, the curves matched her pose so very well!
This is so true. If you ever love somebody how could you hate him or her. Yes loss is pain and the pain never goes away.
ReplyDeleteI like the poem more than the art but that is only me. Thanks very much for sharing.
Thank you, Dipak. :)
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