I've never known the love the poets write of.
I've never felt that yearning deep inside.
The passion of young Juliet for Romeo
For me has, somehow, always been denied.
When poets speak of 'ardour' and 'devotion'
I really do not comprehend their thrall.
And as for 'burning desire', that's an emotion
That I truly do not understand at all.
It's not that I have never known the feeling
Of being loved, and loving in return,
But I'm pretty sure that love of friends and family
Is not the kind that causes hearts to burn.
There's something deep within me that's resistant
To the rapture that most other folk embrace.
A safeguard, I suppose, against rejection.
I retreat into myself - my sheltered space.
But, though it sometimes gets a little lonely,
It's not as bad as some of you might think.
My heart's not ever likely to get broken,
And I'm not so sad it's driven me to drink!
So, I know I'll never be the great romantic.
When my heart burns, I know it's indigestion!
And I'll laugh when someone says that 'Love's the answer! '
'Cos I didn't even ask the bloomin' question! ! !
oh very interesting write making reader to meander into geometry,10+++, thanks for sharing
There's something deep within me that's resistant To the rapture A safeguard, I suppose, against rejection. A psychological state of mind you are describing in your poem........ you are not alone....... there are so many who are resistant to a rapture... the reason is clear a fear of rejection...... well portrayed.. a great theme...... thank you dear poetess. tony
Many poet have never known the love they write about either. Sometimes we write of what could have been what should have been but was not. sometimes imagination takes over and we write about it. good ink
Another great one. But do read mine - O Dearest Love - Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fan-tas-tiic - love it Dawn, my sentiments too.