Inside the maze of definitions and fabrications
Real love wanders alone in unknown alleys
As many temptations can be devised carefully
Many hearts fall for the silhouette of love
Painted a world full of hopes and expectations
Soon the walls show the cracks and colors fade away
Each day becomes an endless labor to survive
Trying to save the colors and gathering the peels
Walls become bare and cracks give way to molds
The once paradise smell stale and foundations decrepit
Love, the commonly used word, is so often misunderstood
Real love has lost the way wandering away lonely
Living lies and making up to the unrealistic expectations
It becomes a scripted drama where characters act
Many hearts and myriad temptations lead to an abyss
The stars in the twinkling eyes; now shrouded in clouds
Love’s definitions are flawed and expectations unreal ©
It’s lovely and beautifully written…
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Thank you so much. 🙂
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You really nailed this. Simply Beautiful.
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Thank you so much, my friend.
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‘Real love wanders alone in unknown alleys’ oh my goddess magical words! Superb and divinely penned dear poet. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Deborah. Lots of contemplations and ponderings. Life reveals each day some of it’s meanings. 🙂
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